I wish I could go back. Not to the wedding day, though it was perfect and lovely, but to the morning after… Day 1 of being married. I loved this day. The way the air still smelled of wedding cake, the way the flowers looked so soft and began releasing their petals, the complete calmness that filled the room. Everything was still fresh and new, every memory of the day before so sharp and crisp. We sat at breakfast and talked through every last detail. What were your favorite hors d’oeuvres? How beautiful was the light? What did you think when you first saw me? Oh my, wasn’t our cake delicious? I want to eat it again right now… would that be bad luck?
I couldn’t sleep that morning. My groom who was now my husband slept peacefully. I watched the city wake up out of our suite in the Carlyle Hotel. I looked at all the details, the evidence a wedding had ascended upon us. I touched the flowers, I held the lace, I smiled at the half filled champagne flutes scattered about. I felt that innocent, youthful joy, I basked in the glow of newness and I dreamed of all the adventures ahead.
“But Zelda, what wouldn’t you give to go back to the beginning, to be those people again, the future so fresh and promising that it seems impossible not to get it right?”
Recently celebrating our one year anniversary, we were looking back at our wedding pictures and I was reminded of this day and these photographs I made so that I could go back to this time for the rest of time and remember that sweetness of our first day as husband and wife ~
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A glowing banquet table in a private room overflowing with bouquets of flowers and classic love songs. With slow and relaxed courses we had the ability to live in the moment, to be present with our loved ones and toast to this first meal as Husband & Wife…
The wedding cake had the french lace of my dress recreated in the delicate buttercream icing dancing up the sides as a waterfall of my favorite flowers wrapped gracefully down the front. Yeah, yeah, but what’s on the inside? A tier of vanilla & strawberry followed by a tier of chocolate & raspberry. Remember this?
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High atop the Carlyle Hotel on Mahattan’s UES with sweeping views overlooking Central Park I married my creative partner and best friend Kevin Burg in an intimate ceremony on a perfect summer evening. The pianist filled the room with old jazz standards and so gracefully played As Time Goes By with our first kiss as husband and wife. The sounds of champagne popping and the sweet smell of summer flowers still fill my memory like it was yesterday…
|Now you will feel no rain,
for each of you will be shelter for the other.
Now you will feel no cold,
for each of you will be warmth to the other.
Now there will be no loneliness,
for each of you will be companion to the other.
Now you are two persons,
but there is only one life before you.
May beauty surround you both in the journey ahead
and through all the years.
May happiness be your companion,
and your days together be good and long upon the earth.
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