La Boda: Unos Detallitos

I've been trying to get Mr. Tortolito to write his account of the wedding morning, but the guy hasn't been able to catch a break. He had a crazy couple of weeks at work, and then on his first free weekend he had a little accident where he slipped, banged up his foot, and dislocated his toe. He's been spending most of his free time laying down and keeping his foot iced. Poor hubby. In the meantime, I'll share some detail shots that our photographer took the morning of our wedding.

First up: flowers. I have another confession. We didn't end up going the DIY route with flowers. I know I said we were going to. We did flower trials and everything. In fact, we had every intention of doing our own flowers up until about 3 weeks before the event. And then my mom stepped in. She was concerned about Mr. Tortolito and I spending the night before our wedding slaving over flower arrangements. I had told her over and over that spending money on a florist seemed like a waste since we could just buy our own flowers from the flower market down the street at a fraction of what a professional would charge us. True to her style, though, she went and booked a florist without consulting us. Oh, mothers.... At first, we were a bit annoyed because we were adamant about not having our parents spend their hard-earned and limited savings on a party that we decided to throw. But parents are stubborn. So, my mom got away with this one. It was a very generous gift from the parents, and in the end, a huge help.

I was thrilled when the florist showed up bright and early at my hotel room to drop off the bouquets. My bouquet was just as I had asked: all red with black calla lilies.


I loved the simplicity of the bridesmaid bouquets. The groomsmen had matching black calla lilies for their boutonnieres.


Here's a close up of some traditional elements for our mass: el lazo y las arras. My parents bought us our lazo during a trip to Guadalajara, Mexico over a year before our wedding. Mr. Tortolito and I purchased our arras at Guadalajara during our own trip, also almost a year before the wedding. We were excited for these to finally make their debuts after a year of having them stored in our closet.


We made sure to take good copies of our homemade invitations and programs to the hotel to get some pro pics.


Instead of slaving over flower arrangements the night before the wedding, we slaved over finishing our programs. They matched our invitations, and that made us happy.



Ring shots! Our rings don't match. And that's OK. Mr. Tortolito didn't want anything "girly," which by his definition includes all things gold, platinum, diamondish, sparkly, etc etc. He went with a simple tungsten band and I think it's hot.


Our rings, my shoe. Again, I was excited for my shoes to make their debut. They had also been sitting boxed up in my closet for a couple months. Now, they still sit in my closet boxed up! I've only worn them a couple times after the wedding. Is it weird that I'm too scared to wear them on "normal" days? I don't want to scratch or break them, ya know.. I'm going to have to come up with more excuses to wear them.


Stay tuned for a word (or two) from the hubs.

{All fotos by the fabulous Phoebe Joy}