As you may or may not remember, I wanted an altar made out of sticks in the worst way. I didn't get it. We must learn to pick our battles, no? I had resigned myself to the idea of not having an altar at all and then about two months before the wedding I decided that I absolutely couldn't live without one. So I called our florist and with absolutely no direction from me she provided the most beautiful arbor, complete with white and green flowers (I am not kidding, I believe my exact words were "Yes, put flowers on it"). The picture above is the arrangement at the very top of it and you can pretty much see the whole thing in this shot:Its a tragedy that I only got to see it for a few minutes, because I really just liked it that much. The candles and petals lining the aisle? That's a story for another day (I can't tell you how much I am fighting the urge to, after I gush about all the things I loved, write a post about the things that pissed me off. It would be funny, I tell you!) But anyway - on with the details. This is also one of my favorites, which happened to be a total coincidence:That's the flag on the boat which technically represents Gage Marina but also happens to be the first letter of my new husband's last name. I adore it. Onto a few shots from the reception! I don't think I got around to writing about this either, but we had a damask box filled with flip-flops for the taking:My Mom and I tied ribbons with the sizes around each pair...I have some pictures of the process somewhere that I will have to dig up. You can see one of the runners in this picture:Alright, I can't help myself. The tall centerpieces were supposed to have the ribbons out the outside of the vases, not wrapped around the actual flowers. There was a tall centerpiece on our table and I was actually confused for a second, thinking one of the girls put their bouquets in there for some reason...argh. And the green runners aren't at all what I remember ordering - I am stopping now. Time for one of the best parts:The cake was perfection, both in appearance and taste. It is actually buttercreme, not fondant, and I have no idea how that is done but I love it. It's kind of hard to tell how big the top layer is in this picture but I can assure you that it is HUGE. We took it to brunch the next morning and let 10 people have another slice, then gave my brother and sister-in-law a huge chunk for the drive home, and still we have cake left over. I froze a wedge that would amount to 4-5 slices for our first anniversary, and we're still eating cake at our house. I love it when there is cake at our house.