Fashion-Forward. Lavish. A Few Good Party Crashers.
Let’s talk about that dress.
Shay threw tradition to the wind when she chose a latte-hued Ian Stuart Bride ballgown. A well-kept secret from most, that dress was absolutely breathtaking—when you laid eyes on it for the first time, you just had to inhale the deepest of breaths. Simply stunning. Her bridesmaids, draped in white, were the perfect accompaniment.
The ethereal color scheme carried into the ceremony space—the grand and glorious ballroom of the Renaissance Mayflower Hotel in Washington, DC—which we swathed in amber lighting, literally thousands of white rose petals and gold chairs with white sashes. And the pièce de résistance? A gorgeous ivory chuppah.
After the ceremony, we ushered guests into a pre-reception cocktail area where signature cocktails and a saxophonist’s smooth sounds awaited them. Meanwhile, we transformed the ballroom into an opulent reception. Amidst a backdrop of ivory, gold and a hint of shimmering crystal here and there, the deep purple just popped.
The bride shared the sparkle with aspiring brides by tossing a sequined Coach wristlet in lieu of a floral bouquet. The scramble was a riot to watch.
Well into the night, Shay, Greg and their guests partied to the musical styling of the deejay. Their fun even lured some unexpected visitors from the Marine Corps ball next door. But since the groom is a retired Marine, how could they say no?