Dan and I got married on the afternoon of Wednesday, January 7th, 2015. Having planned a small ceremony, we had no idea how it would go. We loved every moment of it! So many people graciously helped, giving the whole event a real sense of family and community.
[First photo, before the ceremony. Second photo, following the ceremony.]
Uncle Earl got his officiate license from the Universal Life Church and lead our ceremony beautifully, sharing words of unity from 4 traditions: Christianity, Islam, Hebrew and Vedanta. I was inspired by Liz Kelso’s Quaker style wedding ceremony a few years back so Dan and I adopted it and asked each family member to contribute a poem, a sonnet, a song, impromtu words from the heart, anything really. This was a very moving part of the ceremony.
The Don allowed us to use a mediation school housed in a historic mansion for the ceremony. The ladies helped with simple decor and Daina brought an array of cream candles for ambient light. The gentlemen lit a fire in the fireplace below before the ceremony.
[Mom Wiegmann on the left, Mom Cocciardi on the right.]
Aunt Carole took me to a big flower shop with chilly refridgerators where we picked an array of beautiful flowers. With her expertise, we turned these into a large arrangement for the mantel, a flower crown, a draping orchard bouquet and five small bouquets for the honoring of our parents and grandma.
A local henna artist came over two days before the wedding and adorned my hands and arms with henna art comparable to that of Indian marriage henna. It takes about 2 days for the richness of the color to appear, so the first photo shows the henna paste as it is drying and the second photo is on the day of the wedding.
My friend Grace from childhood treated me to my hair creation and a talented stylist (at the salon in New Paltz where my brother Jeff met his fiance, Claudia) helped me incorporate my favorite wintry vine, bittersweet. Grace was hesitant about using “twigs”, but we both agreed the end result was fun and funky.
Mr. Cooper printed thick, beautiful programs for us and Lizzy gathered some friends to write letters and poems for me to open on the morning of the wedding. Dan soldered the names of the 17 people at our wedding on blocks of wood from Trinity Woodworking.
My friend Lauren from high school left work on the morning of the wedding to come over and apply some natural make-up for me with her huge kit of great products – she’s really an artist in this way. My earrings are made from another friend named Lauren, who uses antique chandelier pieces in her work.
We asked our friend Colin (who was one of the friends out with Dan on the night that we first met!) to take pictures and he blew us away with his willingness to do it, talent and flexibility of schedule. Thank you so much for capturing these moments, Colin! One picture he took that I’ve never heard of before is asking one of the men to walk as if you are the bride entering the room. Dan’s brother Tim is pretending to be me. I love Colin’s idea and Timbo’s accuracy.
My dad walked me “down the stairs” to the instrumental version of Bon Iver’s song Holocene.
Dan and I enjoyed finding interesting, unique and comfortable clothing that suited the event. I spotted my dress at a pop-up shop in Beacon, NY while wandering with my college roommate Bee. The artist of Colorant – who splits her time between Chinatown and Beacon – has only made a handful of these dresses and she dyed the silk with a centuries-old process using wildflowers. My mom got me the necklace from the Metropolitan Museum of Art and I found my shoes at a thrift store on East 12th Street. Dan’s suit was a mad steal from Theory.
The ladies (Grace, me, Josh’s wife Ashley, Jeff’s fiance Claudia) enjoyed our time together before the ceremony, as did the men.
At sunset, we were Daniel and Sarah Cocciardi and it felt like one beautiful step towards a future with much goodness and two families who come together so naturally and happily.
What stood out most was the outpouring of love, kindness and generosity during this time. We are still basking in the support we received while making this commitment to each other.
Here are some more photos from the day,
* The cake that you see above is a dark chocolate bourbon tarte made by another high school friend, Linda. She also made a nutmeg maple tarte. Both were delicious.