Flower Magazine

JUL-AUG 2018

Browse "flower" to learn techniques from established and up-and-coming designers, be inspired by the floral decor of weddings, galas, and flower and garden shows, and infuse your lifestyle with chic floral fashion and home decor.

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For more information, see Sources, page 84 green, facing the cedar-shake house and an arbor of garden roses. With the stage set, the wedding party processed from the left down the rose-petal-strewn aisle. We continued to gaze left in gleeful anticipa- tion, but no bride followed. Soon, a flutter of movement ensued, and all heads turned to the right, where Carleton and her father swept along the lawn, under the boughs of an ornamental elm, backlit by the sun, with the bride's veil wafting in the breeze. The couple had asked my husband, an Episcopal priest known to them as Uncle Gates, to perform the ceremony, and members of the wedding party to take turns reading verses and prayers. Hearing 1 Corinthians 13, the love chapter, read with a French accent was one of my favorite moments of the day. After the two were pronounced husband and wife, we followed them to the parterre garden for champagne and hors d'oeuvres and then into the front garden to dine. Strains of jazz and standards, played on an heirloom baby grand piano, floated through the open French doors, and as we finished up, a trio of horns led us indoors for the cake cutting. But the pièce de résistance came when we were ushered back to the pool area, which had been transformed into a tented dance floor, for a musical surprise. When the first dances were complete, the groom, the fathers of the bride and groom, and one of Carleton's brothers took to the stage and broke into a rousing version of "Sweet Home Alabama." You haven't lived until you've heard 50 or so French folks singing the chorus of the Lynyrd Skynyrd classic and shouting "Roll Tide Roll." Like in Cinderella, the revelry continued until the clock struck midnight. We cheered as Carleton and Gael ran the gauntlet of friends and family tossing dried lavender, hopped onto a waiting golf cart, and rode across the same landscape that the bride had traversed so many times—this time to her new life with her prince charming, or should I say, charmant. CLOCKWISE FROM ABOVE: Joyous dancing • Tara Guérard of Soirée turned the Alabama marble kitchen island into a runway of hurricane candles, blue-and-white porcelain, and flowers. • The couple in their getaway golf cart OPPOSITE, CLOCKWISE FROM TOP LEFT: Guests used the hashtag #ouiouiyall for their social posts. • Gael digging up the bourbon bottle. • Carleton and Gael drank their first toast from heirloom silver goblets from her father's side of the family. • Carleton with her parents, Conrad and Peggy

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