Oops I did it again!

My husband and I just celebrated our 5 year anniversary, so what better reason is there for a gal to pull out her precious wedding dress and run around town.
I love my wedding dress, I adored it, and it was pretty obvious when I squeezed myself into it, it was going to be a good day.

The story goes like this, 6 years ago while planning my wedding, my father, with every bill I handed him, kept repeating - "go to Vegas, I'll give you 5K". He was only partially kidding of course, maybe less so as the cost of the wedding grew and grew, but the idea always stayed in my head. I knew if I did Vegas, it would be in my own way, and nothing like the wedding I really dreamed of. So here we are 5 years later, a lot has happened in 5 years, we have really grown as a couple, our lives have changed in so many ways, we really wanted to recommit ourselves, renew the vows we took 5 years ago, and well... have another party! So I called my dad... the howling laughter on the other end of the phone when I casually asked if he wanted to host another reception, was deafening.
On to Plan B - Vegas baby! Ok I don't go to Vegas for the trendy new places that have popped up, I love Vegas for its cheesy grandeur, gambling, not on a diet atmosphere. In this spirit I called up The Little White Chapel, booked Elvis, a pink convertible Cadillac and through the tunnel of love we went. Elvis sang, "Can't help falling in love" (our first dance) and we danced again, this time me in a vintage 60's mini dress and a giant bouffant on my head. Elvis hung out with us for a couple hours actually and it was a blast cruising through the casino's playing poker and drinking champagne until 5 am. We woke the next day to find that yes we were in fact married again.
Only this time Elvis signed our marriage license.

We got back to the city and our wedding part 2 continued with Jennifer Skog photographer and friend taking our pictures around the city. When that dress zipped up I was a different girl, giddy all over again and I spent the afternoon twirling in my dress, loving that everywhere we went people were staring. We came in town downtown, and as the rush our commute began I proudly stood, poised in my dress, letting Jen snap away at me. Who says you only wear your dress once. I can only imagine how happy I'll be if it zips at our 10 year anniversary!