Wednesday, December 19, 2012

A Learning Process: A Nail-Biting Venue Search

Lesson 2: Pick Priorities and HOLD STRONG!

I had three things pictured when I envisioned my wedding ceremony.
1)      I wanted a view of the Blue Ridge Mountains; that skyline is just breathtaking, natural, and a great backdrop for any event.
2)      I wanted an outdoor event. I am Christian, and most of my family grew up as Southern Baptists. Needless to say, I received many disapproving looks from family members when I pooh-poohed the idea of church. In my defense, if churches here in the surrounding area had the aesthetics of churches over in Europe, I might think twice, but I see no reason as to why I can’t be as close to the Lord in his creation: outdoors.
3)      I wanted an arbor. Nothing too fancy, I just wanted a pretty frame to enhance a natural environment.

      These were the things on which I was most unwilling to budge. We looked at several venues before the exasperation commenced, and I developed an unhealthy fear that the date I had in mind was going to be snatched up by a more time-conscious bride. The place my fiancé and I fell in love with was just out of our financial grasp, not to mention the fact that it had an almost militant regimen for the ceremony and rehearsal. Wolf Mountain is a gorgeous venue, and I would encourage anyone who is not planning a budget wedding to consider the gorgeous grounds, friendly staff, and amazing vineyard atmosphere. It just didn’t work out for what I’m sure is a very good reason. I just had to take a step back and be more realistic. Venue after venue was consulted and considered. I was so flustered at one point that I almost decided on one mountain-top, secluded site that had the view upon entrance but lacked the mountain vista from the ceremony grounds. Fees stacked up when looking into my other priorities, but I was just ready to have my venue. Thankfully, my mom reasoned with me, and we took a last-minute trip to White Oaks Barn, about 10 minutes North of Dahlonega.

Here we are checking out one venue (a no-go) that had a gorgeous view but not-so great accommodations. 

The venue is absolutely breathtaking. My arbor sits in the perfect spot. The sun never impedes on your view but instead illuminates the mountainous landscape in the background. The barn is brand new and made from the timber that the owner cleared for his daughters own wedding. Apparently, she was running into some of the same obstacles that I was. The bridal suite is like nothing any of the other venues had to offer and was also constructed from the Georgia pines that were cleared to reveal the view of the The Three Sisters Mountain Range. I couldn’t ask for a friendlier couple to hash out the details of my big day either. Working with down to earth, welcoming people will only relieve my easily stricken nerves. The price? For what is included in the wedding package, the place is a steal. Just working out this list makes me giddy. I am so excited and relieved to have the venue picked out, and my only hope is that everything else falls into place a little more effortlessly. (I’m sure I’ll look back at this post in a few weeks and laugh at my naiveté!) 

Monday, December 17, 2012

A Learning Process: Dress Shopping


SO, where am I in the planning process? Well, I intend to put a hold on my procrastinating tendencies (yes, I can see the irony in that statement) and attempt to accomplish as much as possible in the early months. We’re a year out, and Chance and I have chosen our date, venue, caterer, and source of invitations. Things are really coming together. As another bonus, we have already bought my shoes along with the groomsmen’s boots. In the month that we have been tackling these details, I have learned some things that I would love to share:

Lesson Number 1, kiddies- A high fashion model could make a teletubbies suit look good.


That’s right. I was told it is NEVER too early to start looking for the dress, so my mom and I made an appointment at a shop nearby with the sole intention of gaining an idea of what styles I love and hate. I discovered the only information those pictures of wedding dresses on the World Wide Web provide you is the style number in the caption. The look, the fit, the color all remain a complete mystery until that dress goes on your body, and more often than not, it is not the same dress you thought you saw online. For that reason, I’m glad I started looking early and have an open mind about my styles of interest. I surprised myself by falling in like with a couple of ball gowns; however, I’m not sure how those will fit in with my venue (I’d rather not make my dress feel like the odd man out). Then there was one dress, gorgeous on the hanger, that when finally pried out of the plastic casing and put on, looked like Glinda the Good Witches’ daytime wear was accidently matched with a horrendous jacket resembling an old woman’s doily collection. That one certainly prompted an ab-workout of a laugh. The dress saga will continue on Saturday when my mom, Chance’s sister, and my MOH will make the haul to a boutique in Dahlonega with me.


I’ll post my Venue Searching Lesson Learned soon!




Can you guess what I said to this dress? HA.