(All the photos by Mr F)
Born in Manilla and Milan, emigrating to Los Angeles the same year, and after “true-loving” (I love that expression of my grandmother’s, it’s so much nicer than, “dating” or “living together”) for ten years, my dear friends Edith and Jolly finally took the big step, and were married last weekend.
It was a lovely, simple wedding under the pines at Coldwater Canyon Park – which is right on the crest of the hill where Coldwater Canyon meets Mulholland Drive.
The ceremony was delayed almost an hour because one of the groom’s sisters, who was bringing their Mom and Dad in her car, got lost and ended up miles away at the wrong canyon.
If you don’t know them, the little twisty roads in the Los Angeles hills can be very confusing. Our friends Donna and Art live on a hill in the Washington Heights neighborhood, and both the GPS, and Mapquest, have led me to a road that ends in a solid wall of rock. (I guess there was supposed to be a road cut through the mountain?) Of course I panicked… but anyway that’s not part of today’s blog.
We didn’t mind the delay, because it was such a beautiful, peaceful spot under the trees, and we really enjoyed the music, although, between you and I, none of us cared that much for the uninvited guests – the gnats – or the way the bloody bugs settled on us as soon as we stopped moving, and sat down. The thoughtful couple had left bug spray for us to use. And use it we did.
Edith, looking exotic and gorgeous in her Mother’s wedding dress (made by her grandma Rivka for her parents 1968 wedding), and with a lovely little hat perched on her head, walked down the aisle accompanied by her Mom and Dad.
Colin the ring bearer, took his job very seriously. He held the branch perfectly still during the ceremony, and carried it carefully down the hill afterwards.
During the ceremony the groom, stood between his Best Man (possibly the youngest ever) and the ring bearer
I loved the way e & j recited their marriage vows. There was a rhythm to it, a question and answer between them, he said something, while looking in her eyes, she replied looking back at him, he said something on a deeper level, and she replied… Beautiful, honest, meaningful.
I feel marriage vows are too personal to put on a public blog, so I’ve left them up there blowing in the wind.
I learned during the speeches that Jolly’s favorite food was chicken and rice, and he hated vegetables, but since he and Edith started dating, he’s been a vegetarian.
Interesting what we do for love ♥
The bride’s mother, who is an accomplished pianist, played Frederic Chopin‘s Waltz no 14 & Impromptu Op. 51. No. 3 with so much love, and emotion – imagine playing at your daughter’s wedding – that I wept. And I wasn’t the only one. Thank you Shoshi!