August 22nd dawned beautifully. It was immediately clear that the weather would be splendid for the outdoor wedding Silas and I had been planning for the past three months. The morning was spent setting tables at the wedding site, making signs that said "Snider Wedding", pom poms, and finishing the paper flower bouquets for the bridesmaids.
My Nana had prepared a brunch for the wedding party, our families, and our out of town guests from Pittsburgh and Kentucky. So before we all started getting ready for the wedding, which started at four, we ate the delicious meal she prepared for us. Yes, Silas and I ate together, and as such, we saw each other before the wedding. Ha. Take that, convention and superstitious lore!
Then the fun begins. My bridesmaids, Ellie (Silas's sister), Christa Joy (My sister), Katie (My childhood friend from Kentucky), and Margaret (Good friend of both Silas and I), along with my friend Natalie who was going to take pictures for us, headed up to the house we had planned to prepare for the wedding in.
My Nana had prepared a brunch for the wedding party, our families, and our out of town guests from Pittsburgh and Kentucky. So before we all started getting ready for the wedding, which started at four, we ate the delicious meal she prepared for us. Yes, Silas and I ate together, and as such, we saw each other before the wedding. Ha. Take that, convention and superstitious lore!
Then the fun begins. My bridesmaids, Ellie (Silas's sister), Christa Joy (My sister), Katie (My childhood friend from Kentucky), and Margaret (Good friend of both Silas and I), along with my friend Natalie who was going to take pictures for us, headed up to the house we had planned to prepare for the wedding in.
I got to fix my sister's hair. She'd been worried about how to do her hair for the wedding since Silas and I got engaged.
I'm not quite sure what Margaret is doing in this picture... Possibly applying cover up over mosquito bites? Possibly just admiring her striking figure in the mirror.
While I'm doing my own hair there is some emergency (which I do not now recall) which required the employment of my problem solving skills.
I'm so glad the girls were there to help me get dressed. I would never have accomplished it on my own without hurting myself.
Buttoning up the bodice. "Margaret... I think my phone is ringing again..."
"Elspeth can you please take care of it!? My phone is in my purse."
"She can't talk right now, she's being buttoned into a bodice and is not capable of exhaling at the moment."
All ready to head to the wedding site. Only thirty minutes late!Stay tuned for Snider Wedding Photos Part 2; The Wedding Party
All photos in this post courtesy of Natalie Poindexter.










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