In their blog, the Chevitts aka Beau and Julia claim that tax breaks and "love" are their reasons for getting married. Well, it was obvious from their wedding ceremony yesterday that unequivocal love, without the quotation marks, is what prompted their nuptuals. As Jon jokingly said, Beau cried like a woman throughout. It was really moving witnessing how moved he was.
The two got married at the Academy of Spherical Arts in Toronto. It's an airy, light-filled space that used to be a factory for high-end billiards tables (think elaborately carved solid wood legs and plush velvet). The venue had a bit of a gentlemen's club feel about it, which is probably the best way to describe the place.
Anyway, I had a great old time at the wedding when I wasn't crying my face off. I suspect pregnancy hormones were behind the excess of tears. I cried when I first spotted Julia walking in after her bridesmaids (she looked the most beautiful I'd ever seen her). I cried when Beau started crying during the service. I cried when Julia's uncle got up to speak on behalf of Julia's deceased father and his brother. I cried during Julia's speech. I cried during Beau's speech. I cried so much at one point that Jon had to escort me outside because it was getting a little embarassing for those seated with me at my table. It was brutal how much I cried. And it was all because I was so darn happy for everybody! Final analysis: the best darn wedding I've ever been to -- except my own of course :)
Here are a few pics of me from a few days before the wedding test-driving the Jill Stuart midnight blue dress I scored off eBay. A little thirties in feel I'd say.
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