He took me to dinner and instead of turning left to go home, he turned right and said he wanted to take me somewhere else. We ended up at a park and he asked if I wanted to go exploring. We got out and went for a little stroll, but it was super humid and overcast, and I could not figure out why this was the activity he’d planned. He climbed down a little gully to the bottom of a creek bed and I followed (somewhat precariously as my footwear had not been chosen for exploring creeks). There was literally trash in the water and flies hovering over it. It was hideous. He suggested we take a picture, which seemed doubly odd given the scenery. Then he asked me to do him a favor, and he held out the ring. Poor guy had scoped out the creek earlier in the week and it had been beautiful (he showed me a scouting pic as proof). Wouldn’t trade that swampy scene for anything, though.

I worked with Ida Mayes Floristry and sent a few artists, art movements, and architecture as my inspiration for the flowers, plus a few bouquets I had seen that I loved, but couldn’t quite put my finger on why. I loved the idea of incorporating evergreen and knew I wanted thistle, but aside from that, I told her I really just wanted her to feel free to be as creative as she wanted, and that I trusted her vision. I was not Tiffany’s artistry exceeded anything I could have asked for and her arrangements were frankly the focal point of the day. Though it was a bit nerve-wracking to not know exactly what I would be getting until the day of, it was also the most highly anticipated part of the day (aside from getting married, of course!), and it was so rewarding to entrust that vision to someone and see their creativity come to life exactly as they wanted it to.