I could hardly sleep the night before. It's no small thing the anticipation of the wedding day of your little brother... all the hopes I had carried for him in my heart over all these years, played in my head one by beautiful one. But the morning came soon enough and it was time to get ready.
The wedding was held in Whistler, British Columbia, at the Four Seasons Hotel. And at three in the afternoon, on Saturday the eighteenth of September, five handsome groomsmen walked five pretty bridesmaids in raspberry dresses down an aisle, under a tent, on the balcony of the hotel. The smell of fresh rain in the air, the sight of tall pine trees outside and the chandeliers hanging from the tent's ceiling made this an especially romantic afternoon.
And then, a lovely looking man, a groom, looking intently at his beautiful bride to be, walked hand in hand into the tent. The candle lit aisle was too narrow to accommodate the bride's exquisite champagne colored Vera Wang dress. As the guests laughed lightheartedly, the bridesmaids ran to help the bride down the aisle.
After the civil ceremony, the bride and the groom sat down at the Persian Wedding Spread, Sofreh Aghd. The spread looked lovely, and the pair looked relaxed and happy looking at each other's reflections in the mirror (which in the olden days was the first place the bride and groom would meet eyes).
By the time the Persian ceremony was over, the sun was shining, and everyone stepped outside the tent to mingle, enjoy Persian sweets and the lovely mountain air...
The dinner reception began with a procession of the bride and groom's siblings, cousins and the wedding party walking/dancing into the ballroom. Once we got to the head table, the Persian wedding song (which just makes you want to sway your hips) started spilling into the room and as we all began clapping to the music, my brother and his new bride walked into the ballroom. Both looking radiant, beautiful and proud...
Dinner, highlights of which included various Canadian seafood dishes and sweet Persian rice (Basmati rice with sauteed sweetened orange peels and sauteed nuts), was excellent. They had chosen British Columbia wines to complement the meal. Meanwhile a talented bartender was also concocting some great cocktails...
Mr. Urban, the best man and the groom all made beautiful touching toasts.
And then dancing started with a flawless Tango by the bride and the groom, followed by hours of dancing to all kinds of great music.
In the meanwhile, the delicious chocolate cake was cut and served on the side of a refreshing fruit compote. Later an exquisite line up of pastries made an appearance at the midnight dessert buffet. Sadly not too many people had room left for it.
The party ended a few hours past midnight... some of us badly in need of sleep.
And so our boy was hitched... and our hearts were filled with new wishes, for him and his bride...wishes for a long and happy life together as man and wife...
The wedding was held in Whistler, British Columbia, at the Four Seasons Hotel. And at three in the afternoon, on Saturday the eighteenth of September, five handsome groomsmen walked five pretty bridesmaids in raspberry dresses down an aisle, under a tent, on the balcony of the hotel. The smell of fresh rain in the air, the sight of tall pine trees outside and the chandeliers hanging from the tent's ceiling made this an especially romantic afternoon.
And then, a lovely looking man, a groom, looking intently at his beautiful bride to be, walked hand in hand into the tent. The candle lit aisle was too narrow to accommodate the bride's exquisite champagne colored Vera Wang dress. As the guests laughed lightheartedly, the bridesmaids ran to help the bride down the aisle.
After the civil ceremony, the bride and the groom sat down at the Persian Wedding Spread, Sofreh Aghd. The spread looked lovely, and the pair looked relaxed and happy looking at each other's reflections in the mirror (which in the olden days was the first place the bride and groom would meet eyes).
By the time the Persian ceremony was over, the sun was shining, and everyone stepped outside the tent to mingle, enjoy Persian sweets and the lovely mountain air...
The dinner reception began with a procession of the bride and groom's siblings, cousins and the wedding party walking/dancing into the ballroom. Once we got to the head table, the Persian wedding song (which just makes you want to sway your hips) started spilling into the room and as we all began clapping to the music, my brother and his new bride walked into the ballroom. Both looking radiant, beautiful and proud...
Dinner, highlights of which included various Canadian seafood dishes and sweet Persian rice (Basmati rice with sauteed sweetened orange peels and sauteed nuts), was excellent. They had chosen British Columbia wines to complement the meal. Meanwhile a talented bartender was also concocting some great cocktails...
Mr. Urban, the best man and the groom all made beautiful touching toasts.
And then dancing started with a flawless Tango by the bride and the groom, followed by hours of dancing to all kinds of great music.
In the meanwhile, the delicious chocolate cake was cut and served on the side of a refreshing fruit compote. Later an exquisite line up of pastries made an appearance at the midnight dessert buffet. Sadly not too many people had room left for it.
The party ended a few hours past midnight... some of us badly in need of sleep.
And so our boy was hitched... and our hearts were filled with new wishes, for him and his bride...wishes for a long and happy life together as man and wife...
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