Finding my bridal shoes was something that indimidated me constantly. I take fashion personally on every level. Being a stylist I take great pride in every detail of any outift. You can’t see them at all, so why should it matter. Well, it does. It matters a whole heap of a lot to someone like me who overthinks what shoes to wear to downstairs bodega. The shoes I’m was going to marry the love of my life in couldn’t just be any old pair. They had to be special. And just like the quest for my wedding dress, the hunt for the perfect bridal shoe commenced after the date was set.  View Full Post

So how many hands exactly worked on my veil? Five. Five hands I love touched my veil. My mother’s, grandmothers, my good friend (and super talented designer) Maria, bridesmaid Christine, and bridesmaid Audrey.  View Full Post