My wedding night was lots of fun, but not in the, ahem, traditional sense. We got married earlier in the day and had a subdued lunchtime reception at a Manhattan restaurant a few blocks from our place. Afterward, we went home, changed out of our wedding attire, read some of our wedding cards, took a long nap, did some other stuff, and then got ready for our after-party.
While our wedding was intimate and subdued, our after-celebration was a big ol’ house party with great food, music, awesome friends, and lotsa booze. We opened our apartment and the roof of our building — much to our landlord’s chagrin — to all our favorite people and then some. I was stoked that so many of my Chicago pals could make it to NYC for the big day (remember, Drew and I had been long distance and I’d moved from Chicago a year and a half before we were married, so most of my best friends were still there) and they were all excited to get a weekend together in NYC. People were ready to celebrate. Debauchery was in the air.
The end of the night is hazy in my memory, but I do remember waking the morning after my wedding night fully dressed, on our couch, with my makeup still on and my contacts stuck to my eyeballs. Romance!!
So, I’m curious: how did you spend your wedding night? Was it as sexay and classy as mine?
More drunk wedding night pics after the jump.