Project: Share the Love! – My Story

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Interracial Couple

My husband, Adam, and I met during the summer of 2000 after our first year of University. My first impression of Adam was that he was “that skinny, blonde guy” who I kept seeing at every party and get-together that my friends and I went to.

One of the summer “staple” events was “Margarita Mondays” at Earl’s. Adam called me up one night and invited me out for Margaritas. Thinking nothing of it, I said that I would go…since I thought that all of my friends were also going to be there.
When I arrived at the restaurant, Adam was the only one there. I even asked Adam, “Where is everyone?” To which Adam replied, “I couldn’t get a hold of anyone else”.

When I returned home, I called my friend to ask why she didn’t show up for Margarita Monday and was informed that Adam hadn’t called anyone else. In fact, he didn’t even have anyone else’s phone number!

And so Adam had tricked me into going on our first date!

Island Dress

The Proposal (10 years later!):

While on vacation together in Oahu, Hawaii, Adam and I attended a Luau. We dressed up in our finest Island attire (bought at a “Swap Meet” the day before – gotta love those!) and headed down to Paradise Cove to take in the food and entertainment.

At the end of the evening, as the crowds disappeared and the staff began to close down for the night, I wanted to take one last walk on the beach. Unfortunately the beach was roped off. So instead we sat on a nearby picnic table and listened to the waves crash onto the shore.

After sitting and talking together for a few minutes, Adam turned to me and said, “Nina…” and proceeded to drop on his knee in the sand. Adam continued, “…will you marry me?” Now at this exact moment (no word of a lie), a bunch of cute little kittens came out of nowhere and walked around us. (Apparently they wait for the tourists to leave before coming out to pick at the scraps).

I was too busy crying to be able to give a verbal answer, and so I just nodded my head “yes”.

Tower Bridge Wedding Photo EnglandAnd that’s my Love Story. What’s yours?? ;)

Bride and Groom with Picket Fence

How I Became a Wedding Planner

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I thought it may be neat to share the story of how I became a Wedding Planner.

It all started with my own wedding, which I immediately started planning as soon as my husband popped the question!

I always had a LOVE for weddings! When I was little, I would take the tablecloth off of our coffee table and grab the fake flowers out of one of my mom’s vases and play “Bride” all day long! Then as I got older, I used to buy Bridal magazines and cut out ideas and pictures that I loved and stuck them all in a scrapbook. So I had a few volumes of “wedding ideas” already at my fingertips when it actually came around to planning my own special day! :)

For the most part, I knew what I wanted and who I wanted when it came to my wedding. I already knew that I wanted cupcakes instead of a wedding cake. I knew who my DJ and hair and make-up stylist was going to be. I knew what theme I wanted to incorporate and which vendors in my area could help me realize that vision.  I think I had about 70% of my whole wedding planned (in my head) about 24 hours after I said “yes”.

But, this is certainly not an example of a “typical” wedding planning process!! Now that I think about it, it was as if I had been planning for my future wedding (and career!) years ago without even realizing it! So when I walked through the doors of my first WPIC certification course, a feeling came over me – I was where I was meant to be. It was such a wonderful epiphany and I embraced it without question!

I know, I know…kinda cheesy, right? But it’s all true! I swear!

It’s only fitting that I should leave this blog post with a couple of photos from my own wedding. So here you go:

Tiffany Blue Wedding

Tiffany Blue Wedding - Edmonton Wedding Coordinator

Tiffany Blue Wedding Cupcakes

Photos by Sarah Mavro Photography