Three years ago today, I married a very handsome man in the mountains of Montana. Although Montana is our home, it was really a destination wedding for most of our guests, so we entertained them with a week-full of activities: whitewater rafting, backyard Olympics on the lawn, dancing at a cowboy bar, a golf scramble for the gents and a boat tour (i.e. mimosas on the lake) for the ladies. We were married outside surrounded by trees, where our lovely friend sang ‘On a Clear Day‘ for us. We drank cocktails and Montana-brewed beer in the grass and then ate dinner under a white tent in a meadow. Our favorite local band played long after most of the girls had kicked off their heels and most of the guys had loosened their ties. My husband and I paused often throughout the night to admire the incredible feeling of being surrounded by all the people we love in such a beautiful place.
Because of our outstanding vendors (shout out to: Habitat Floral Studio, Bravo Catering, Mr. Boddington’s Studio, Crackle Photography, Tom Catmull and the Clerics and Margaret Ambrose-Barton) and my many organizational spreadsheets, we were able to fully relax and soak up every minute of the day we had so carefully planned. We also had a few not-so-lovely experiences with other crankier vendors that ended up inspiring much of my philosophy at Glacier Park Weddings. We want each of our brides and grooms to love every minute of their wedding — just as we did — and to love their experience with us too.