In the midst of the all-powerful polar vortex consuming Chicago, I offer you a guest post from my friend Tryst (@idylltryst). She's here to distract us from the subzero temperatures with a look back at the Bollywood-influences of her fabulous wedding, chock full of pretty pictures and some serious jewelry.
We recently got back the pictures from my sister's wedding. It made me nostalgic. But because I am a bit narcissistic, it was my wedding I was thinking about, not hers.
I didn't have a fairy tale wedding planned when I was 5. Instead, I was a late bloomer on that front and didn't start day dreaming about the big day until high school. Not being allowed to go to school dances (no, not even prom) meant my girlish desires to dress up had to be fueled somewhere else. So, I began to day dream and decided to ignore the fact that there was no boy on the horizon. This was before Pinterest, so my resources weren't as vast as they could have been, but I changed my mind constantly. When I did find my prince we decided not to waste any time and were married after a quick 6 month engagement. Good thing I was prepared.
Fast forward to the big day and I was staring down at my husband and father as they preformed the nikah, feeling like a queen indeed.
Our guest columnist and special fashion consultant Tryst is your one-woman guide to filmtastic styling, easy to spot on the sartorial street because of her excellent taste in tutus and expertise balancing in ridiculous footwear. With a degree in English and Biology, she is officially certified to make up both words and diseases, but prefers to make fashion judgments. While she does enjoy curling up on the couch with a movie and her English husband, she will be the first to tell you that pajamas belong on the inside…not outside…of your abode. She blogs about real life things at Pond Crossings.
*photo credit: The Way We Click Photography