Every love story is beautiful...but ours is my favorite. Here's our cheers to 20 years.
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways, with a few of my favorite quips on marriage.
Love is not about how many days, months or years you have been together. Love is about how much you love each other every single day.
You will always be my forever.
Come live with me and be my love, and we will all the pleasures prove.
Here's to love, to laughter, and to happily ever after.
We loved with a love that was more than love.
Together is our favorite place to be.
Marriage: Love. Honour. Negotiate.
When I think of being happy...I think of you.
Now, let's talk about our celebration. Layers of white lace, balloons, an enchanted garden of blooms, and of course, peonies.
A big beautiful blushing peony bouquet, with a cuff of dusty miller.
And mini kissing wedding unicorns. Cause, that's how we roll.
This is love. Unicorn love. Click for your own mini piñatas, filled with a dozen tiny toys here.
Rosé toast, anyone?
My handsome groom's happy smile when he thinks of me...or opens a magnum of Miraval.
Happiness is: ______________
My date. For life. Wifey for Lifey.
Boys...always footballing it up among the pretty peony party.
Set the bar to celebrate with bottles of rosé, champagne, vintage glassware, and pull apart wedding cakes in macaron or meringue.