The look of this wedding was inspired by the exotica of Old World sea ports... nautical elements fused with the eclecticism of gypsy travellers.......the color palette was deep and sexy in shades of navy, gold, dark plum, burnt orange and bronze... inspired containers overflowed with market-gathered flowers and edibles such as artichokes, pomegranates, figs, crab apples, herbs, and nuts and in-organics such as nautical knots, weathered metals, woven baskets, birdcage and vintage glass chandeliers, compasses and clocks, sea-glass floats and jugs... ...
Chandra how exotic, the luscious fabrics and colors are perfect!
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So unique, Gypsy. Bet it was especially pretty at night with the overhead hanging lamps. Susan
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Wow, this is EXACTLY the look I would want for my wedding! Luscious!
ReplyDeleteI would like this look outside in my Garden's Gazebo all year long!
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Elizabeth,
ReplyDeleteI don't have a man in my bed tonight (nor last), so you know how I'm up at this hour. But taking in your sexy, vibrant, animal words, and pictures of clothing draped like the wind around wraith bodies, long like new trees, and clothing draping rooms, outdoor rooms, like the rooms were men, outdoor men, lounging, like the cowboys really want to do when out on sagebrush trying to sleep, in high curtained jewel rooms,with dark sensuous colors of gold and navy and purple,under the sky,they, gypsy cowboys, dressed in wide striped pants, the gypsy come in off the prairie for to dance for a night, maybe get married.
But I get carried away (Oh, I must proof this in the morning)! I found you through another new friend who came to a poetry reading at my studio tonight and left his blog address (ricrants)(I think we want to know each other and are each dreaming, in our separate beds, of some scheme or other). And his lead me to you, yours. And I am in love with your inloveness with life, and already I feel a year of grief, no, a lifetime of it (if you're me), and I remember the little girl, young girl, who woke up on a Saturday morning, after a late night listening to the arguing, and went outside, early, before anybody, and felt the crisp Virginia morningsunair like cold silk on skin, delicious and startling, herself so, and she felt so, delicious and startling, and so all life. And tonight you helped her remember this aliveness, inloveness. So much to love here, isn't there?
Can I know you?
Marcia
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