I know, I know the wedding was over a year ago and I'm
still not done talking about it. There are a few more posts that I had brewing so I'm gonna try and finish em up.
Last time I left off, people were getting drunk at cocktail hour. No, seriously, from what I heard cocktail hour was where
the party was at. Plus we had more of a 1.5-2 hr cocktail time because guests got there super early and we were still busy taking pictures. Whoops.
When we finally got to the LA River Center & Gardens, it looked like this:

We were greeted by our day-of coordinator who lead the way to the main reception area to show us the setup before guests were seated. This was one of my favorite parts of the day. Mr. Tortolito and I jumped with joy as we walked around admiring the end result. It was so, so nice to take everything in before people started filtering in. The muffled sound of mariachi music was playing in the background, faint laughs from the cocktail area could be heard in the distance. We were at our dream wedding!
It was time to let guests into the reception area, so Mr. Tortolito and I made our way towards the bridal room to take a breather with our wedding party. We took a shot of Patron to get the party started.

{Foto by family friend}
Once we got word that all the guests had taken their seats, it was time to make our entrance. The parents went first, followed by the rest of our posse.

And then it was our turn!

The band introduced us (more on them later) while the mariachi played festive tunes.

As soon as we walked in, we got set to do our first dance. We had planned it all so that we got all the formalities over with at the beginning of the reception. I don't think I ever mentioned it here, but our first dance was a mariachi waltz. We kept it gangsta! The song we danced to was
Dios Nunca Muere.


{Foto by a family friend}
We had practiced the choreography only to recordings of the song, so we were a bit nervous about how it would pan out with the live mariachi. In the end we had nothing to worry about; the mariachi were bomb and played the song perfectly.
After the first dance, we made our way back to our table only to be called back down. It was time for toasts!


Mr. Tortolito's brother - the best man - went first. He's quite the poetic one. True to his style, he wrote a poem filled with sweet words and well wishes. My little sister - maid of honor - is too cute! Her inner cheerleader came out as she invited guests to lift their glasses with her.

The dads were next. My dad and his handwritten notes- he stayed true to his style also! He shared a few words of advice as he wished us a happy marriage. Mr. Tortolito's dad shared a sweet message, enough to bring the groom to tears!

We were so lucky to have such sweet toasts made in our honor. Now that the formalities were over it was time to get the party started! Up next: a bailar!
{All fotos by the fabulous
Phoebe Joy unless otherwise indicated}