So the wedding day had finally arrived.
At 5pm we headed to the Botanical Gardens at Roger Williams Park.
There were about 250 guests.
Us darkies were seated way in the back.
The ceremony was underway pretty quickly...
Dan was too tall for the Chuppah and had to kind of slouch down the entire ceremony. Kind of funny.
He waited eagerly for his bride as the man on the steel drum played Pachelbel's Canon.
Emily came out, escorted by her parents, looking beautiful, so happy, and SO nervous...
As she entered, her eyes quickly scanned the packed room, finally taking in the magnitude of it all for the first time...
She welled up with tears. It was the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.
After some words and the typical semi-Jewish wedding proceedings, Emily circled Dan seven times...
And Dan circled Emily seven times...
The officiant lady read some nice words...
Family members read some nice words...
They each said their vows.
They exchanged rings, tried to stomp and break a glass (failing a few times)...
...and that was it. They were married.
Beautiful.
Following the ceremony there was a cocktail hour in the Botanical Gardens.
While everyone mixed and mingled, Emily's best friend Erin and I were out back by the dumpsters pounding drinks and rehearsing our joint speech nervously.
The speech went great. I think...
And then everyone moved down to the tent for dinner.
The tables for guests all had different names.
If there was ever any doubt that ours was going to be the rowdiest table, that all vanished when we discovered that they had chosen to call ours "Hala".
We lived up to our name throughout speeches and dances and more speeches - being loud, drunk, and generally obnoxious.
Dinner was yummy.
Drinks flowed freely.
Robb and I looked totally awesome.
(I think if we ever got married we would definitely have a Ralph Lauren-themed wedding.)
Farshid was rocking a sweet fake earring.
And Dan's twin brothers Jason and Jeremy, clad in pink vests, looked kind of like a hot gay couple.
(They're not.)
There was a 25-minute rendition of Hava Nagila Hava where we danced in a circle and threw people around on chairs for what seemed like an eternity.
Seriously, Dan and Emily are the most perfect couple ever and seeing them so happy just made every single person in the room unbelievably happy.
Well that...and the alcohol.
After the wedding we cabbed back to Providence where blacked-out ridiculousness ensued.
Imran (obliterated) was hitting on an Asian girl who spoke zero English.
She was cold. He put his suit jacket around her. And she totally just left the club with it...along with his iPhone and credit cards.
Nice.
......................
Phew.
Amazing wedding.
Robb. Let's get married.
Congratulations! Wishing Mr. and Mrs. Spencer all the best!
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