She say cuz you my baby I be stuntin like my daddy (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} trace_) wrote,@ 2010-07-17 17:25:00 |
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Open to: Trace & Nessa Arnett, their invited guests, and their plus ones
Where: The James Hotel
When: Saturday July 17, 2010
What: The Wedding Reception
Status: In Progress
The Wedding Ceremony had been magical in Trace's mind and he was sure that this would eternally be the happiest day of his life. All the nerves and fears, and worries he had had completely melted away and all that ws left was the overwhelming joy he felt. He and Nessa were finally husband and wife, something the both of them had been wanting since before his proposal. As Trace carried Nessa out of the wedding hall, he couldn't seem to see anyone else but her in his arms and he held her tight never wanting to put her down, as he didn't want this moment between them to end. However, he eventually had to put her down as they were being ushered out and away from the wedding hall so that the guests could be led to the reception hall. With the wedding hall empty came the pictures of the new couple and their wedding party. It seemed to Trace like this guy was never going to stop photographing them and even once that was finished Trace and Nessa still had pictures to take by themselves. By that time, however, Trace didn't mind it as much as he didn't think he could get enough of pictures of the two of them on this day.
Once the guests were seated and the photographer was finished with the wedding party, the soft music that was playing in the background changed into the wedding march. Along with the Best Woman and Man of Honor, Trace stood with Nessa by the door her arm wrapped around his own he smiled at her. The room got quiet as Sam and Dom walked in before them, taking their place at the head table and they stepped up to the door. "Now, ladies and gentleman, I give you, Mr and Mrs. Trace Arnett." Still holding onto his bride Trace and Nessa walked into the reception hall to the applause of their loved ones and sat at the head table. All at once they seemed to suddenly be blinded by flashes from all sides, though by now Trace was used to it and was more than happy to pose with his wife.
Where: The James Hotel
When: Saturday July 17, 2010
What: The Wedding Reception
Status: In Progress
The Wedding Ceremony had been magical in Trace's mind and he was sure that this would eternally be the happiest day of his life. All the nerves and fears, and worries he had had completely melted away and all that ws left was the overwhelming joy he felt. He and Nessa were finally husband and wife, something the both of them had been wanting since before his proposal. As Trace carried Nessa out of the wedding hall, he couldn't seem to see anyone else but her in his arms and he held her tight never wanting to put her down, as he didn't want this moment between them to end. However, he eventually had to put her down as they were being ushered out and away from the wedding hall so that the guests could be led to the reception hall. With the wedding hall empty came the pictures of the new couple and their wedding party. It seemed to Trace like this guy was never going to stop photographing them and even once that was finished Trace and Nessa still had pictures to take by themselves. By that time, however, Trace didn't mind it as much as he didn't think he could get enough of pictures of the two of them on this day.
Once the guests were seated and the photographer was finished with the wedding party, the soft music that was playing in the background changed into the wedding march. Along with the Best Woman and Man of Honor, Trace stood with Nessa by the door her arm wrapped around his own he smiled at her. The room got quiet as Sam and Dom walked in before them, taking their place at the head table and they stepped up to the door. "Now, ladies and gentleman, I give you, Mr and Mrs. Trace Arnett." Still holding onto his bride Trace and Nessa walked into the reception hall to the applause of their loved ones and sat at the head table. All at once they seemed to suddenly be blinded by flashes from all sides, though by now Trace was used to it and was more than happy to pose with his wife.