I remember thinking after a friend's wedding a few years ago that I would elope if I ever got married. Her wedding was amazing, but I just could not see myself in her shoes. I didn't think I'd ever feel like "a bride".
Coming from a family that always worried about money, I knew there wasn't a chunk of change waiting to be spent on a six hour party, so in the wedding of my dreams, I would elope, because if I couldn't have a beautiful-meaningful-perfect wedding, I didn't want one at all.
When I found myself engaged nine months ago, my fiance convinced me that we could have a wedding and I realized that if I wanted it to be perfect, I would have to do it myself.
So I did. Two weeks ago. And it was perfect.
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