“origin story”

It started with a proposal. The moment it happened, I knew—I was going to plan my own wedding. That’s just the kind of person I am. But I also knew not everyone feels that way.

While working a full-time job, I would come home every evening and immediately start planning. I loved it. I thrived on the process of crossing t’s, dotting i’s, and checking things off my list. I spent hours researching vendors, building mood boards, and scrolling Pinterest—determined to create a wedding unlike anything I had ever seen or attended. I didn’t just want a wedding; I wanted an experience.

I began with my non-negotiables. I knew I didn’t want just a three-hour event—I wanted a full wedding weekend. So I searched high and low for a venue that would meet the needs of both my husband and me while also fulfilling our dream vision. I eventually found it: a gorgeous four-acre property in the Coachella Valley, near Palm Springs. It had everything—accommodations for 18 people, a pickleball court, a swimmable lake, lush green grass for the ceremony, and, most importantly, the perfect atmosphere. I booked it immediately.

From there, it was a matter of bringing each piece together. I found a photographer whose style matched our vision, secured catering that my (very) picky husband would enjoy, and sent out beautiful invitations. I said “yes” to my dress, sourced custom signage, booked rentals, flowers, a bartender, a DJ, hair and makeup, a day-of coordinator, and more—all for just the wedding day itself. On top of that, I planned two full days of activities for our guests to enjoy at the house throughout the weekend. 

The next day, guests began to arrive. One by one, they blended seamlessly into the easy, joyful rhythm of the weekend. We laughed, shared drinks, soaked up the sun, and made memories before the evening rehearsal and dinner brought everyone together in anticipation of the big day.

The morning of our wedding was pure bliss. I had expected to feel anxious or stressed, but instead, I felt nothing but calm. I realized my months of planning had paid off—there were no loose ends, no unanswered questions. I embraced the fact that everything from here on out was beyond my control. I had thought of every detail, and now it was time to be present.

I was ready. The dress was on, our guests had arrived—it was showtime.

The ceremony was everything I hoped for: laughter, tears, quiet moments, and everything in between. Twenty minutes later, we were husband and wife. We slipped away for photos, mingled with friends, sipped celebratory drinks, and soaked it all in. Dinner was unforgettable—sharing a meal with the people who meant the most to us, many of whom had supported us not just through wedding planning, but through life.

And then came the dancing. We sang, we laughed, we hugged, and we celebrated the night away. It was everything we dreamed of and more—an experience not just for us, but for every person who shared it with us.

That weekend taught me something important: weddings aren’t just about pretty details—they’re about creating moments that guests will talk about for years. I learned how to bring a vision to life while keeping it organized, intentional, and stress-free. Now, I use that same passion and precision to help other couples create their own unforgettable celebrations. Because every couple deserves not just a wedding, but an experience they’ll treasure forever.