A close up shot of my bridal bouquet.This was originally not in the plan. I loved my bouquet and was not
particularly huge on the idea of tossing it off to whoever. But during
the cocktail hour and the moments following the toasts people kept
asking me about it. When are you tossing the bouquet? When are you
tossing the bouquet?
The crowd waits for the big moment.So I started to reconsider since I realized
that it could actually be kind of fun and that it (the bouquet) would
die a slow and painful death if I were to truck it up North on our
honeymoon. Plus, to be honest, I was so happy and bewildered that by
the time this suggestion came up, I was just willing to go along with
whatever anyone said to me. Hahaha.
(But on a serious note, I am actually happy that we did decide to do
this since a couple of my favourite pictures came from this part of the
wedding!)
Prepping on the deck.
Anyway, the light was starting to die a bit, so we had Uncle Tim corral
our guests while we climbed the steps up Mr. Hummingbird's father deck
to get things underway. We didn't think too much about it at the time
because we were in kind of a rush, but this ended up being a good choice
because it played on family tradition (Mr. Hum, Mr. Hum's Dad and Nick
built the deck in the middle of the 2003 blackout to be ready for Nick
and Erin's engagement party and it had served as the spot for our
engagement party the summer before) and it gave us the height we needed
for a truly epic toss.
Hiking the skirt and going for gold! I could not stop laughing.
To keep the girls waiting and to build suspense, we started the
festivities with the garter toss. Again this was something we were not
planning on doing (the power of suggestion!) but we figured since my
MOH Erin had gifted me with a blue silk garter at my shower, it ought
to get some use.
Removal attempt #1 - Slipping it off PG style.
Nick shaming Mr. Hum for a tame removal, ushering on removal attempt #2.Mr. Hum originally slid the garter off my leg with his
hands, but when his brother called him out for not doing it the manly
way, he relented and took it off with his teeth. Oh boys and their
inability to ignore a dare . . .
Sliding the garter back on . . . 
And taking it back off!
And then, in lieu of a toss, he sling-shoted it into the crowd. Now as
anyone who has ever been to a wedding knows, compared to the bouquet
toss, the garter toss is kind of anticlimactic. To rip off an analogy
from
Friends, it's like the comedian before Pink Floyd comes out. It's
fine and it's necessary, but no one really cares about it. And as per
usual, this was the case with ours. The guys gathered haphazardly in a
group, but the thing was only caught because one of them (the fiance of
a friend of mine who got married in August) ended up sticking out his
arm more in a manner of self defense than strategy (Ie. "It's coming at
my face so I'd better protect myself.")
Notice the lack of movement between the toss . . . 
And the catch! The
bouquet toss however was another matter entirely. As a guest at
weddings, I always hated being shoved into a gaggle of girls and forced
to squeal with delight as a peony projectile was lobbed at my head,
but we had a very enthusiastic group at our wedding.
The twilight pre-toss.Prior to my toss,
I had no less than half a dozen girls approach me to ask that I heave
my hand accessory directly at them. In the name of fairness, I chose to
close my eyes and turn around so I could not be accused of playing
favourites.
Ready and . . .And then I tossed!
Lift-off! Looking at the pictures now, I see two
things:
1) I chucked that sucker up hella high in the sky!
The girls catch some air jumping for the bouquet. 2) The girls at our wedding were hardcore! Look at them jump!
Lauren shows off her prize.
In the end, it was Mr. Hum's step-sister that scored the spoils, but hotdamn did she have some competition! Yowza!
John's girlfriend Jenn abandons her quest for the bouquet and defends herself against the throng.Anyway,
that does it for the bouquet toss. Tune in for the next entry when I
drag Mr. Hum out on the dance floor and schmoop it up for all to see!
Comments (1)
So jealous - I wanted a frenzy to catch my bouquet, and really only one person moved to grab it.