THEY WERE CHRISTMAS MORNING, CRIMSON FIREWORKS, AND BIRTHDAY WISHES.
It was one of those mornings when it's snowing so thickly and quietly that the sun never rises; the world just sleepily gains light. The morning felt as if we had all slowly fell into a dream together; one of delicate ivory lace and warm coffee mugs.
a wedding song
Jess asked a bridesmaid to read Psalm 45 to everyone as she reveled at her perfect dress. It was a verse spoken over her marriage, one she felt that day was written just for her.
For months Drew tried to get Jess to go steady with him. They both went to CU Boulder and ran with the same crowd. But Jess couldn't believe that Drew would really be a safe place for her; there was too much pain layered on top of her heart. So she ran back and forth between trust and fear.
Drew didn't leave Jess's side despite her unwillingness to give into him. He met all of her extended family before they were even dating. Once her grandmother met Drew, she said, "Marry that man", and Jess finally believed he was her resting place.
All details in place - time for her besties to see!
Everyone got to whisper prayers and share delicate moments with Jess, including her parents and the officiant.
The main suite was cleared out so the two could see each other for the first time as bride and groom.
After magical moments, twirls, and kisses, the altar was ready. The snow sweetly falling. The petals in place. The candles slowly burning.
The cutest kiss!
Mr. & Mrs. MacMillan's first moments
Jess + Drew have a crew passionately ready to fight the good fight together, and steadily filled with laughter.
The party headed over to a twinkling reception, settling in for an Italian dinner that foreshadowed the MacMillan's European getaway.