
There are basically two kinds of girls in the world.
One never thinks about her wedding day until she actually gets a ring on her finger.  The other... well, she's me.
The wedding craze began early, (my Aunt Fay has a notebook where she wrote down details I had planned at about age 12) probably because all of my cousins on my mom's side are 10+ years older than me and all got married in the span of a few years.  But it reached a fever pitch during college when I worked for a wedding photographer.  
The only thing I couldn't picture was the GROOM!  The groom, of course, is the absolute most important detail... and I finally found him!  
I. LOVE. WEDDINGS.  
So basically... you've been warned.  I've been a wedding blog stalker for quite awhile now (pretty much since I realized that the boyfriend was a likely to become my HUSBAND!) and the secret is out.  I'll apologize in advance for lots and lots of wedding stuff.  
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