This summer marks year one, a celebration of the anniversary of my best friend’s wedding and what better way to send my continued wishes for this dynamic duo than on paper: May you be forever inundated with love, the kind of love that sparkles like a Tiffany diamond and is rooted in colorful Pantone dreams. May it be the kind of love that fills the sky like glittering stars waiting to be wished upon-the kind of love that makes the world your very own Disney park and leads to unfathomable depths and explorations of the heart reaching new dimensions like the black holes of the heavens. May it be the kind of love that brings with it a magical reality, which will make you wonder, if perhaps, you maybe living a dream- a dream that you never want to be awoken from.
Forever I wish you love. Forever. -MDR
Last year while in Brazil it felt like I had been struck by a tsunami of love- the only tsunami recommended for anyone to ever be caught in. Its energy was prominent, and I am convinced once more, that it is indeed love which makes the world go round. This wedding was like the opening scene from The Great Gatsby, the most beautiful and elaborate of dresses, the most gorgeous blended tailored suits, the most unique accessories, the most elegant hairstyles and the most impeccable make-up dos. And of course, who can forget the finishing touch on everyone’s faces, the most captivating smiles one could have ever found on an enchanted evening such as that.
Every detail was carefully thought of. The drink and food selection was exquisitely planned, and all their guests could not help themselves but be enamored by the ambiance, and enthralled by both the bride and groom. If you like surprises as much as I do, this wedding was exactly that-a sequence of events bursting with surprises, just like a circus, like a Cirque du Soleil kind of circus, and it stimulated your senses all at once….. it shook you to your core. Laughter filled the room, and with the scent of the flowers that filled the air, it seemed like they were in a dance that whole evening. A dance that only the laughter and the scent of the flowers knew the choreography to, and they caressed the auras of everyone present. I knew time was passing us by only because of the burning candles, other than that, there were many moments when it felt like time stood still and I know I am not alone in this experience.
It took one look at the bride, and all of us knew this was going to be a night to remember. Her porcelain complexion enamored the guests, and if I did not know any better I would say her lace trumpet silhouette dress was made out of fondant! She seemed to be walking on water, and for all of us present, she might as well have been. As she glided down the isle to join the love of her life, I squeezed my husband’s hand a little tighter, as we were witnessing something very special- the groom had found everything he had ever wanted. So much so, that he could not have created it himself. She was all things delightful and exuded joy. She was beautiful, simply beautiful. People gravitated to her, and she could not be happier shaking every hand, kissing every cheek, squeezing every soul in that room. It was her night and she lived it up as a bride should, she mingled and danced, and held the hand of her new found accomplice, and therefore she had found everything.
The iconic Havaianas had a prominent role throughout this evening, and that was to keep our delicate pedicured feet intact so that the dance floor was never empty. Every guest was given their correct size, and as every woman approached the station, they were in awe at how well the bride’s mother had executed every detail! The message translates to “Wherever you go, I want to be your pair.” Doesn’t that just make you want to melt like chocolate fondue? I know I certainly felt that way.
One of my most favorite Brazilian traditions at weddings is the station with the array of treats called “Bem Casados” (Happily Married). And this night, certainly made you wonder if Willy Wonka would be jealous admiring such beauties. One could have stood there all night and let one’s pupils dilate , but there was a greater attraction, the bride and groom, which thankfully pulled me away.
Another wonderful experience was admiring while women tried their luck at finding the key to the lock which held the bouquet of eternal love. This was a sweet and very tender moment, as all the unmarried women awaited with wishful hearts for their opportunity of obtaining this lucky omen. This was quite the special and delightful moment as the groom could not help himself but be the best master of ceremonies, and goodness, did he do a fabulous job.
“I like large parties, they’re so intimate. At small parties, there isn’t any privacy.” – F. Scott Fitzgerald
This night we certainly tasted the stars. We shared many intimate moments and felt with the only sensible organ in our bodies, our hearts. We toasted many times, both in small groups and in large. We giggled and we reminisced. We spoke of days past, and of days to come. And then there were those moments which we will not remember exactly what we said, but we will never forget exactly how it made us feel, and that is priceless.
1 Corinthians 13:4-13
……but the Greatest of them is LOVE.
The meeting of the cuff links: Perhaps my favorite men’s accessory of all times. Cuff links are always a much needed detail to make an outfit complete. They can tell a story, be a story, or create a story, and this night these two pairs of cuff links did just that. In this case the groom wore a gold hexagon vintage pair belonging to his grandfather, that were both his something “borrowed” and something “old”. In this pictures the H, also sported a round onyx and gold vintage pair of cuff links that I found in an antique market in Paris. Both danced the night away in their crispy white, cotton shirts and posed for as many pictures as were requested.
Dressed to kill, the groom wore a Ricardo Almeida three piece suit with a divine paisley silk lining. It was hard to tell if we were more mesmerized by the interior or the exterior of the suit. The fit was impeccable, and drape to perfection, and of course he looked like the groom he was destined to be. In his left pocket was a silk PINK jacquard handkerchief, making that his something “new”, that would catch his many tears of joy. Proof that we are very much in love with what’s on the inside! This night the groom laughed the kind of laugh that comes from the deepest part of your soul, his eyes twinkled and became very small, and as that happened he was a magnet to all who were present, and its safe to say that looking quite handsome was an understatement.
“What’ll we do with ourselves this afternoon?” cried Daisy, “and the day after that, and the next thirty years?” -F.Scott Fitzgerald
I can answer that question quite easily: You will love each other this afternoon, and the day after that, and the next thirty years, and the next 1,001 1/2 years, until forever.
P.S. From the bottom of our hearts, the H and I would like to thank everyone in Brazil who made this trip so very special and quite unique. Your energy and love was felt at many levels.
To the groom’s family: it has been wonderful to be on this 14 year adventure with you, you have always had the right words and hearts of gold. How in the world did we get so lucky to be able to share such magic for so long and to be able to dream about what the future holds for us all. You have always made Brazil a playground, full of love and joy and we wish you continued blessing. Know we have learned so very much from all of you and that we will never forget how you made us feel. We look forward to your visit in the states.
To the bride’s family: it was such a pleasure to meet you, your hospitality and kindness was addictive, and we look forward to many more cherished moments in the future. Your ability to throw a party is second to none. We are still awaiting your visit in LA and look forward to many more magical encounters. Love oozes from your being and know we loved being surrounded in it. Thank you for being so welcoming, all the blessing in the world to you always.
To the bride and groom, we love you for always, but somehow I have a feeling you already know that…..
Here is a toast to all of you, “May you continue to be showered with blessings and sprinkled with eucalyptus and lavender oils, and may love always be the reigning force.”
P.S.S. If I had to choose just one picture to capture that evening for the next 100 years then this one would be it. After all, I am told a picture is worth a thousand words….
“And why is it that she is still talking?” wonders the Roomie…
“If personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures, then there was something gorgeous about him, some heightened sensitivity to the promises of life, as if he were related to one of those intricate machines that registered earthquakes ten thousand miles away.” -F.Scott Fitzgerald