All right, you holdouts, since the sentimental post isn't exactly raking the comments in, I'll throw you a bone.
[Edit: If you click to enlarge the pictures, as one of my commenters pointed out, you are much better able to see the GLEAM of glitter on my cheeks. Also, the detailing of the bridesmaids' dresses.]
Ah, four years and about forty (combined) pounds ago...
The blushing bride. I am frustrated at how these pictures fail to FULLY CAPTURE the amount of glitter that was on my face and shoulders. I guess I will have to trust that you can imagine it. Also, apparently I was not AS blond as I am remembering. I had a lot of blond highlights at that point, grown out and rehighlighted so often that the bottom half of my hair was pretty much all blond, but I think the updo somewhat conceals the effect. Again- you'll have to take my word for it.
My pretty pretty bridesmaids' dresses. You maybe can't see it in the picture, but the bodices are corset style and had lots of beading and detailing. LOVE! (Um, I love the bridesmaids, too. OBVIOUSLY.) Back row, l to r: sisters Laura and Rachel, and friend Linzi. Front row, l to r: my friends, sisters Kelly and Renee.
The redhaired flower girl, as mentioned previously, is Jim's niece. The blond flower girl was my cousin's daughter. And the boys were... A bunch of guys in identical suits, blah blah blah, no pretty hair or dresses, blah blah blah.