Plymouth Wedding at Pinehills Pavilion
January 15, 2014
New England
Classic WeddingsEvent VenueReligious Institution
I'm a total sucker for romance, so this sweet Plymouth affair?  Right up my alley.  Filled to the brim with soft pink hues, lush florals from Flair! Floral and those smile-inducing details that really make your heart sing (hello fab paper products from Papela), it's the kind of day that romance lovers like me can't get enough of... and it's sooo pretty.  See it all captured by Melissa Deschamp in the full gallery.
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From the Bride... My husband-to-be sweetly obliged to blush pinks, champagne gold, and cream accents throughout our late summer, early fall wedding in Plymouth, Massachusetts. Plymouth is a quaint beach town on the South Shore of Massachusetts - not yet the Cape but just close enough to the bridge that its visitors still enjoy salt water harbor views, mom-and-pop ice cream shoppes, and seaside restaurants. We knew we wanted our bridal party to soak in Plymouth's appeal, so we started our wedding weekend with golfing, the spa, and a dinner at East Bay Grille - right in downtown Plymouth harbor. Our guests staying over with us for the weekend had Plymouth-themed Welcome gifts waiting for them at their arrival: a lobster ornament, bottle of champagne, some salt water taffy, and a penny for wishing on Plymouth Rock. The morning of the wedding, some of our groomsmen went fishing off the Jetti while the girls gathered at a local salon for hair and makeup. Because of the beautiful, late September weather and close proximity of the church to the hotel & downtown Plymouth, some of our wedding party and guests were able to walk to St. Peter's for our wedding ceremony.

My romantic, candlelit-themed wedding was played out in our details. My girls wore long, blush chiffon dresses, while I wore a fitted, lace wedding gown and my late mother's cathedral wedding veil. I had my mother's engagement diamond made into a drop necklace that I also wore on my wedding day, along with my late grandmother's gold wedding band on my left ring finger for good luck. My new husband's wedding band was made from a gold wedding band of my mother's that we had fitted for him, reminding us of the love surrounding us.

We took care at our reception to make our guests feel welcome and appreciated. Guests' names and table numbers were printed on miniature blush flags and fashioned to paper drinking straws, serving as their seating number as they entered our cocktail space and were handed our signature pink cocktail: a Seabreeze. Another table at cocktail hour was adorned with wedding photos of our parents and grandparents and gold, glittered letters declaring "L-O-V-E" spread throughout the photos. Our hand-painted chevron photobooth "wall" that was such a hit with our guests was built from scratch by my husband who spent his summer weekends perfecting it.

Within the room, tables were filled with lush flowers, candles burning in gold mercury glass vases, and a pile of hand-tied stationery on which our guests could write us wedding advice and "mail" it to us in a mailbox we fashioned on another table at the reception. My husband and I, sitting at a sweetheart table, were toasted by our dearest friends as we sat with signs adorning the backs of our chairs: "I do" and "Me too". We danced to an old favorite of my mom's: "You're In My Heart" by Rod Stewart. Our gold, cream and blush striped wedding cake was topped with miniature blush hearts made by hand.

At the end of the night, it wasn't all of the small details that I spent our engagement prepping for that made our wedding day feel so romantic and full of love - it was the love of all of our friends and family who spent the weekend with us. Our dance floor was filled with our guests before dinner was even served. The little details will be forgotten over the years, but the energy of our friends and family is one of the details of the day we will never forget.