Except when Allie King and Sassafras Flowers is involved, then gorgeous blooms can be found in abundance in December, too!
I’ve known Allie for years. In fact, she made my corsage for high school prom more than 10 years ago! It’s been a joy to watch her business grow (as well as her sweet family... have you seen their beautiful addition? Third time’s the charm baby boy!), and when Evan and I decided on Knoxville for the wedding destination, Allie was the first call I made.
The last several months have been trying, to say the least. Our home has been invaided by mold, then by the men working to remove and repair the mold. Insurance denied our claim, leaving us gut-punched with an estimated $57,000 bill. We spent 4-weeks on the couch and 6-weeks with no shower.
Through it all, however, Evan and I have had each other (though we didn’t realize the “worse” part of “for better or worse” would come so soon), and even when our house is falling apart and we feel beat up from every angle, I still feel like the luckiest girl in the world. The best man at our wedding described my husband perfectly: “When life gives you lemons, you make lemonade. When life gives Evan lemons, he squeezes them in his eye to make you laugh.”
Planning our wedding was one of the most fun and rewarding experiences. Evan and I thoughtfully chose each and every component, being true to our own style and with our guests in mind. Having worked in wedding design for over a year, I know the expansive logistics that go into flawlessly executing the perfect day, and therefore, knew I needed someone to lead the team of professionals who would be bringing my vision to life.
Allison Gaddis, owner of Live Laugh Love Weddings, was recommended to us for her fresh ideas and great relationships with Knoxville vendors. I needed someone who would let me take the reigns on design, yet still had a creative eye to insert advice and ideas, and most importantly, get it done the day-of. Allison rose to the occasion.
I’ve had my wedding photos for about 6 weeks, soaking in each one and reliving the magical day. It’s been a wonderfully selfish experience! I want to start sharing the memories and thanking the people who made our wedding weekend so unforgettable.
First up, I want to highlight someone who, surprisingly, became one of my favorite parts of the day: Claire Balest, my makeup artist!
2018 isn't shaping out to be the carefree marital bliss Evan and I hoped for when we kissed as Mr. & Mrs. Meyers on December 30th of last year. Evan has been traveling for work and working late nights in the office far more than we expected, the house (including 2 bathrooms, all showers, and our master bedroom) has been gutted to the studs, and finances seem more front of mind and stressful than ever. Needless to say, we've been 'adulting' hard. And it sucks.
As luck would have it, we were given a pair of 2-day, 2-park passes to Universal Studios by Evan's parents for Christmas. Not only were able enjoy weekend of living out childhood dreams with no work stresses, house headaches and no adulting, but I truly believe we found the secret to tackling one of the world's most congested tourist traps without killing each other (or any small children) and without breaking the bank.
Evan and I have been married less than 3 weeks and already spent more nights apart traveling than together at home. I’ve learned to cherish those sweet nights snuggling up by the fire, baking fresh goodies, and pouring generous amounts of wine and bourbon to stay warm.
Two months from today I will be marrying my perfect match. Beyond his good looks, quick wit and ability to keep me calm in the even the most stressful moments, Evan loves hosting parties (almost) as much as I do! We are so excited for the next step in our relationship, and we cannot wait to be with family and friends to celebrate... and celebrate...and celebrate!
I don't know what anyone expected from two people who love to entertain and have friends and family spread across the country. Of course we were going to plan celebrations for three days straight! Between Friday's Rehearsal Dinner and Welcome Party, Saturday's Ceremony and Reception and Sunday's New Years Eve Bash, we're making the most of our special weekend.
Move to Saint Simons, they said. We have beautiful beaches, they said. And we never have hurricanes, they said. So we did, and they are, and they do.
Less than three months as homeowners and we were re-packing boxes in preparation for the largest hurricane the US has experienced. Now that the week has passed, the clouds have cleared and we are finally looking looking at a Monday where we know where we will be Tuesday, let me tell you about our hurrication!
Seven weeks into the adventure know as Home Ownership and Evan and I still feel like strangers in a foreign land. We can't get the AC right at night, we don't have the proper coverings on the windows, and we haven't had internet or cable since we moved in. Our half-started, not-started and shouldn't-have-started projects are growing and most nights I walk aimlessly around the house thinking about what needs to be done, but unable to actually accomplish anything due to lack of tools, funds and energy.
I am pretty sure Evan and I broke every "How to Buy Your First Home" rule, but I am equally sure that we couldn't be happier with how it turned out.
We were only casually looking at homes on Saint Simons Island, knowing we probably wanted to wait until after the wedding, so short of stalking Zillow we didn't take many efforts to look into the market. But like the start of most good love stories, it happened when we were least expecting.