A couple of months ago, I was contacted by a few people asking if I had any experience doing wedding planning.
I had worked as a wedding planner for over a decade, and for the last six months I had been traveling and doing wedding prep.
My goal was to help others do the same.
I was lucky enough to be offered a position as the new wedding planner in New Orleans.
I knew exactly what I was doing, and how it would impact my clients, and so it was only fitting that I offer advice to other people on how to get started.
What I am about to share with you is the story of how I saved my wedding from being the last thing I did on my wedding day.
I am not talking about how I was able to avoid a disaster.
No, I’m talking about what happened after I was ready to start planning.
When I first arrived in New York City, I knew that the wedding of my dreams was coming.
I didn’t know what the day would bring, but I knew I was going to get a spectacular reception.
At the same time, I also knew that it was going’t be easy.
My wedding planner, who had a degree in planning, had been through several wedding planning academies.
The only difference was that they were teaching you to do it on your own.
So I was more prepared to learn.
After I met with the bride and groom, we had a little chat about the day’s plan.
I told them that I was not ready to do anything more than a quick survey of their requirements.
My plan was simple: we were going to make sure that the bride wore her wedding dress and groom wore his wedding rings and they would go on stage with the couple in the middle of the ceremony.
The plan was so simple, that it made me feel like I had prepared everything for the day.
However, I had made some mistakes along the way.
Before the ceremony, the couple’s wedding dress was removed from the stage to allow the bride to wear her veil.
This was not done by accident.
It was the result of a mistake I had already made a year earlier.
During the ceremony I was surprised to see that the groom’s ring was missing.
I thought that the rings were in his pocket.
However they were in my pocket and not on his finger.
When the bride asked him why, he told her that he had put them in his wedding band.
So that was that.
However, the bride’s veil was not removed until the last minute.
As a result, the groom had to leave his wedding ring in the aisle.
It is a little awkward when your wedding is on the line, but at least it was the groom who had to take a couple of minutes to get it back.
Next I met the groom, and the bride.
I asked him how he had gotten his ring back.
He said that he bought it at a thrift store and that he was going back to the store to pick it up.
That’s when things went awry.
In the store, I asked for the ring back so that I could use it in the ceremony for the rest of the day, but my question was not answered.
When I came back, the ring was gone.
This is where things got really weird.
The bride and I were both dressed up, and I noticed that the ring had been taken out of my wedding band, along with the veil.
Why would I take the ring out?
Because I wanted to wear it in a different ceremony.
I wanted my own wedding.
I also wanted to go to the bridal shower with my bride and my new fiance.
To make matters worse, I forgot to pick up my wedding ring.
So after I left, I went to the groom and asked him if he wanted to get his ring replaced.
He told me that he did not have a wedding ring, so I went back to my fiancé and asked for his ring.
Now I know why the ring would be missing.
The ring was the one item that had to go with the ceremony because the bride had been given the veil and the groom was not wearing the wedding band with it.
This meant that my bride could not wear her wedding veil.
I did not know what to do next.
Fortunately, I made a phone call to the local wedding store and found that a replacement ring would cost a mere $25.
This is because the rings I bought from the thrift stores were going for over $500.
A few weeks later, my wedding was on the books.
The ceremony was a success, the wedding was well attended, and all was well.
However that did not mean that the day was over.
Things were not going as planned.
My fiancé left his wedding dress on stage,