On Saturday, we woke to more glum weather, after it rained almost all night. With bated breath we watched the clouds come and go throughout the day, keeping our fingers crossed that the afternoon’s wedding ceremony would held on the beach as originally planned.
Luckily, we when arrived at the Maidstone Club in East Hampton for the ceremony, the cloud remained at bay and we were directed toward the beach where we all shed our shoes, threw on flip-flops and marched through the sand.
Virginia grew up in Scotland, so the wedding paid homage to her Scottish roots—the gentlemen’s ties were plaid and a bagpiper played the processional—so perhaps the weather wasn’t too far off-base.
Regardless of the clouds, the ceremony was beautiful and touching. The sound and sight of the ocean made for amazing backdrop, too.
After the ceremony, the bagpiper led us up the hill to the Maidstone Club where the reception was held. Each table was given a different bottle of scotch and we all celebrated with a “wee dram.”
(Our table, fittingly, was Dalwhinnie 15—appropriate given that most of us know Virginia through equestrian activities.)
A delicious dinner followed, accompanied by yellow cake with chocolate frosting made by Virginia’s mum, we all made our way to the dance floor where most of us stayed until we couldn’t dance any longer.
It was a great afternoon and evening. We were so thrilled to have been a part of it. Congratulations, Virginia and Tim!
- Laura and Ryan
