I Did

To know me is to know that I love weddings. Attending them. Talking about them. Reading about them. Thinking about them. Hearing about them. I think my obsession interest started back in high school, when my mom and I discovered A Wedding Story on the TLC channel. Everyday, we would settle in for thirty minutes of pleasure -- critiquing, laughing, and sometimes even crying. Since then, I've been a guest at numerous weddings, been in five weddings, almost planned one wedding, been a subscriber to Martha Stewart Weddings, and dished about weddings as all my friends around me have planned their own. So it should come as no surprise that when WellWed New York, one of my favorite wedding publications, throws a bridal event right here in Rochester, I'm going to go.

Yes, I did. I went to a bridal event. Meant for brides. Which I am not. But I shamelessly put on an heirloom diamond ring and had a ball. For four hours, I played the part of fiancée-planning-a-wedding, took all the freebies, and loved every minute of it.

Tuxedoed doormen greeted me, along with an obvious feminine/vintage vibe.

Right off the bat, I knew I was going to love this. Here's what I spent four hours doing: walking from vendor to vendor, collecting pamphlets, business cards and freebies, (the wedding cake vendors were my favorite! free samples!) sipping champagne, nibbling hors d'oeuvres, admiring floral arrangements/tabletops/diamonds, partaking in a food and wine pairing, listening to live music, and watching a couture wedding fashion show.

Definitely not a bad way to spend a Saturday evening. The only downside? All the cute guys were taken... and they thought I was, too.