From the second we got engaged I KNEW what our first dance song would be. “Raise Your Glass” by Pink. I know, I know, its super mainstream and popular and oh wait, it’s not a slow song!
That didn’t bother us in the slightest. Instead of starting with Pink’s song, we would begin by slow dancing to another favorite song (“A Thousand Years” by Christina Perri) for about 45 seconds before having the DJ cut off the music completely. At which point we’d look around confused until he started playing “Raise Your Glass” and then of course we were gonna bust a move. But how did Pink’s song become our song? For that story we have to go back to when we first started dating.
At the beginning of our relationship Mr. Sword and I lived on separate sides of Chicago. If you know Chicago you will understand that on a good day it took me 35 minutes to get there by car, and an hour on bad days, and since he didn’t have a vehicle Mr. Sword relied on the CTA which meant an hour and a half minimum. Needless to say, we spent our entire weekends together, usually staying at his place in Wicker Park. Unless one of us had a friend in town.
This particular weekend honor attendant and bestie H was in town to visit me. This meant no crashing with Mr. Sword and to my then boyfriend this also meant going out drinking with his buddies til the wee hours of the morning.
Late that night after H and I were settled in and sleeping I got a call on my cell phone from Mr. Sword. It was something like 3 AM and I felt bad that he had woken up H but she encouraged me to answer to make sure everything was OK. Well he was drunk and told me he just wanted to leave me a message. So after a quick goodnight I hung up and let him call back and then promptly fell back asleep.
I woke up the next morning and listened to his message but there was nothing there. It sounded all muffled and weird. I’m thinking, “what the hell is going on?” This static noise goes on for a minute or so and then I hear “raise your glass” being whispered by Mr. Sword and then later I hear him say, “Oh Shit.” It’s the part of “Raise Your Glass” where Pink says her glass is empty. I finally realize what he was doing and I start laughing hysterically. I explain to H that whenever we would go out together and Mr. Sword would come home too wired to sleep we would listen to music while laying in bed sharing one ear bud each. Well, this time, Mr, Sword had drunkenly put the ear bud up to his cell phone in the hopes that I would be able to hear it and share a song with him before bed even though we weren’t in the same place. Awww!
Too bad it didn’t work out that way!
Now whenever H hears “Raise Your Glass” she thinks of us and that night and when I thought of dancing with my husband at our wedding I knew our favorite Pink song would be perfect! Because, hey, we’re all wrong in the right ways sometimes.
Dirty little freaks.
We invited our bridal party to join us for the last chorus and it was such a rush to have them invade the dance floor. I wish I could relive that moment over and over again!
Such a great way to start the party. Raise your glass!
All photos by Crystal Liepa Photography.
Is anyone else planning a more unique first dance, maybe a fake out, maybe choreographed?
Skipped some of the Sword saga? It’s OK, catch up today!
The Big Day
Bacon for bridal baby!
Hair and makeup!
Men in kilts!
Tiara and bouquet!
Becoming a bride!
Cold couple portraits!
The Swords with swords!
The men pose!
The women pose!
Posing with our flower girl!
True Scotsman indeed!