Weddings are just way too much fun- and I think it's a shame we only get to do it once (I guess that is if we are lucky and everything goes smoothly- right?) But seriously- I'd like to petition that we get to re-live this day every once in a blue moon. I know some weddings turn out to be nightmares- but mine was quite delightful actually. No- this post isn't meant to brag about our incredible wedding- more just to reminesce about our big day... and how I so badly wish we could rewind and go back to enjoy it all over again!
Note: All pictures except for our Mexico pictures were taken by our fabulous wedding photographer- Melissa Niu. Check her out at melissaniu.com - She's a rock star. Also- yes there are TONS of pictures- I"m in Epidemiology, the most boring subject alive- what do you expect?

We would go back to this place where we made promises to each other that we'd live a certain way, keep up our end of the bargain, and be true to each other forever. And that is what this place is all about- forever.

We would eat this scrumptious food again and listen to our loved ones go on and on about us :)







We would laugh and laugh with friends and family
We would smile until our cheeks hurt again and get bazillions of pictures taken by the cutest, spunkiest photographer I know.


We would look at each other with pure bliss knowing that this is the day we've been dreaming about and planning for for a LONG time



We would get all dolled up with jewelry and fancy clothes.



We'd get to carry around more of these elegant flowers

We would thank our lucky stars for parents like these that made this all possible

We would be surrounded by all our friends- both ladies and gents.


We would eat some of this yummy-ness: except this time we'd actually eat more of it- because I had honestly been so excited to eat my scrumptious wedding cake- but didn't get to, except that one measily bite. We'd eat lots of it this time.


We would dance together and not worry about all the people looking at us or seeing us kiss- but just be in our own little world- soaking it all in and lovin' life.

We'd dance the night away- heck, we would even go change out of our fancy clothes so we could really boogie on down and party the night away- because I'll be honest, though my dress was from a fairytale, by the end of the night I needed to get out of that thing- my ribs couldn't move- I was strapped into that baby!


And in the end we wouldn't be rushed out the door- nor would we get a charlie horse in our foot while running through the aisle of people throwing stuff at us, nor would we think it was a good idea to schedule our flight to Puerto Vallarta at 6:00 a.m. the next morning.
But we would end up here again- in paradise- loving the weather, the ocean, and especially each other. And we wouldn't come back. Just kidding- I have loved life in reality with my man. But it is midterms- so paradise does sound awfully nice. Swimming, snorkeling, playing with dolphins, drinking fruity drinks, walking on the beach, sleeping in, unlimited food/room service, etc. You know- the works.
So there you go- now you know why I want to go back and have my wedding day all over again. You spend months and months and months planning the big day, worrying about all the details and stressing about what choices to make. Was it worth it- 100% yes. Because that day was magical and I feel so blessed. Let's get married again.



















