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This post is heavy on pho­tos. And heavy on love. And heavy on abso­fud­gin­glu­tely awesome.

After everything we’d been through already inc­lu­ding enga­ge­ment pho­tos last August, I knew that this Ply­mouth fabu­lous­ness extra­va­ganza was going to be a blast. Liz called me from the house they’d ren­ted where I’d be sta­ying the night and said it was fabu­lous. When I got there I couldn’t agree more!

Each level held dif­fe­rent won­ders and nooks & cran­nies. Like the one I found for the stun­ning dress.

Liz arri­ved home from the salon with some time to relax and so I hea­ded over to the boys at the motel down the street.

Jon is demons­tra­ting his best GQ shoe tying. Meanwhile the ring bea­rer looks so ner­vous. And his little white socks melt my heart!

Marylou’s Cof­fee is a sta­ple but I’m not sure what Jon and his grooms­man is doing.

A pep talk before the walk.

The things I learn — in the cup is a ‘man­mosa’ none of those girly mimosas!

Then I hea­ded back to the house to catch Liz kic­king the stun­ning up a notch!

Get­ting in the dress was a multi per­son job — There are so many peo­ple trying to get Liz in that dress you can’t even see Liz!

Here she comes, pinky first!

Dear Santa, for Christ­mas I could use a the­sau­rus because Liz is so gor­geous she ren­ders my voca­bu­lary useless!

Then it was up the street to the church!

These two are so emo­tive they tell their own story <3

The get away vehicle!

And get away we did — to the same home where we’d gone for their enga­ge­ment pho­tos. What a gor­geous crew!

His­tory repea­ting itself. <3

The sim­ple but jaw drop­ping hot pink hydran­gea accen­ted the wed­ding perfectly.

And one with cam­per, a little more cons­pi­cuously, but we couldn’t leave that memory out too!

Then we hea­ded down to the beach (with out 300 stairs thank goodness)

Finally it was time to party! More hot pink & sea theme.

Man & Wife! Booya! (really? booya? ok…)

The photo on the right makes me feel pea­ce­ful; and I’m just a bystander!

Speeches.

I can’t remem­ber what hap­pe­ned but going through the pho­tos it looks like Jon fed Liz and Liz said seeya so Jon had to feed him­self too.…

But at least they kis­sed and made up!

Parent dan­ces

And there goes Jon again — the ladies man for all ages. On the left was pro­bably the big­gest hubub of the night. After the parent dan­ces Jon went over and got Evie, the woman who owns that sweet cot­tage, and gra­ce­fully gli­ded with her across the dance floor. We were all in tears. Heck, I’m in tears again just typing about it! Chi­valry is not dead my dears, not dead at all.

I’m not sure how Liz has Mark’s tie around her waist and not around his neck, but she does! And once the walk was over, the ring bea­rer per­ked right up and tried to com­pete for my job!

If I had to guess they’re sin­ging Mazel tov!

But I’m pretty sure they’re not doing the hora…

Sorry Liz, I love you so much, I had to post this photo — so much con­cen­tra­tion for the bou­quet toss!

All this preparation…

And so little action. And also? Jon? Did no one teach you the behind the head not loo­king technique!?

I call this one, Joe and the legs that go on fore­ver.

What a spec­ta­cu­lar wed­ding, thank you Liz & Jon (and Kate & Mar­cus and Melissa & Lon­nie and Jenn & Hammy too) for making me a part of this wonder!

The wed­ding ended early eve­ning and we went back to the cot­tage, gathe­red up a few things and hea­ded down .. 150? steps to a beach bon­fire after party. Way make the most of your day!

I can’t wait to see what’s next from these two

~Melis­sa­Ko­ren