BY MEG STREIT
After writing about weddings for a few years and planning one for 15 long, stressful months, I am a married woman. Every time that smiling face walks through our back door after work, I feel like the luckiest girl in the world. I would have married her wearing jeans in a courthouse — and that is how I know I chose the right person. Our beautiful, perfect wedding was just buttercream icing on our delicious red velvet cake.
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