Congratulations to Mr. and Mrs. Tyler Gregg!
May 11, 2013
My Best Friend's Wedding, Part II
(BOLO -"Be on the Lookout"- for the bloopers post to come)
(BOLO -"Be on the Lookout"- for the bloopers post to come)
When me and my 4Runner pulled into Columbia, South Carolina, in August of 2004, the only person I knew in the entire state was my dad. He was with me. He left and I voluntarily threw myself into a gym of 700 other freshman girls so that we could voluntarily weave in and out of hundreds of other girls who were clapping and handing out coffee filters (to wipe off the August heat).
On the last day of the madness that is "rush," 50 of us lined up outside the Chi Omega house in alphabetical order. Wouldn't you know it: "Alliman" was a few girls in front of me. From that day forward we were wing-ladies. We lived in the super cool small and quiet out-of-staters dorms which led to copious amounts of socializing. Sometimes I credit our friendship to the fact that I would often say, "Peace be with you," to friends instead of, "Goodbye," and Laura was the only one who would respond, "And with you." We get each other like that.
During our pledge retreat in the fall of 2004.
While this was happening...
...this was happening.
Fast forward about 5 years...
Preface: The following Goggle chat takes place between Rhett and I on May 16, 2009,
while Laura and I were traveling around Costa Rica.
8:59 PM me: on another note, what do you think about laura and tyler having a summer fling?
rhettcraig: who knows
me: i mean they know it cant be anything serious because they both have law school to go back to in the fall
rhettcraig: once again, who knowstyler's in town now by the wayme: ooooh yea. lucky yourhettcraig: yeahhe thinks that laura is a hottie
If you haven't already asked me this, you're probably thinking, "What took so long for these two to get together?!" At any given point during college, one or the other was involved with someone else...until that fateful summer of 2009. Fast forward about 3 years... they married! And here is that story:
Kickoff Thursday happy hour with my mom at Rooftop Bar at Vendue Inn
and getting lobster-faced with a steamed/tempura/ravioli trio at Peninsula Grill.
Friday morning mani/pedis at Aqua.
Champagne served with or without bagged hands.
Friday rehearsal at St. Luke's Chapel
and rehearsal party at the Harbour Club.
There are a hundred photos of them like this.
I could cry. #bromance
Perfect, 75 degree wedding gift from the man upstairs.
Putting on our faces and teasing the wedding mullet Saturday morningwith the mother of the groom's first look.
Taping up the feet for the marathon that is: wedding day.
Upstairs at the reception site, the Governor Thomas Bennett House.
Mother of the bride dressing her other daughter in a wedding gown for the second time inside one year.
She finally took a moment to look in a mirror :)
Surprise! We fixed the mullets.
Sneaking in a birds-eye first look shot.
The Greggs.
The ladies.
The Craigs.
Dipping into the banana pudding on the grounds of the Thomas Bennett House.
Kentwool strikes again!
Taping up the feet for the marathon that is: wedding day.Upstairs at the reception site, the Governor Thomas Bennett House.Mother of the bride dressing her other daughter in a wedding gown for the second time inside one year.She finally took a moment to look in a mirror :)Surprise! We fixed the mullets.Sneaking in a birds-eye first look shot.The Greggs.The ladies.The Craigs.Dipping into the banana pudding on the grounds of the Thomas Bennett House.Kentwool strikes again!
Mrs. Gregg.
They had to leave. They had to catch a flight to Greece.
(honeymoon photos are up on Facebook)
Sunday King Street bliss.
Mother's Day brunch, bellinis, and bloodys at 82 Queen.
Sunday Funday with friends at Red's Ice House.
A boatload of thank yous to the Lee/Alliman/Gregg families for the entire weekend. It was perfect. We laughed, we cried, we plucked dusty millers, and the bride was breathtaking. We are lucky BFFs.
My Best Friend's Wedding, Part I: A Seattle Wedding
[photo source: Mrs. WRCIV]
