Dressed To Kilt: Part III
Just joining us? Start off with Part I and Part II.
Taking a seat at the Boyd tartan table, we settled in to soak up the atmosphere. The reception room was stunning. I was happy to be seated with some of Mark’s oldest friends, all of whom I had never met before. You’re family and friends say so much about you as a person, and I’m happy to say Mark has passed the test!
The perfect favor for a Scottish wedding? Perhaps a Scotch whiskey?
Once we were seated we jumped back up again to greet the new Mr. and Mrs., led in together by the bagpiper, who was starting to look a wee bit out of breath. (Look at me, using my new Scottish lingo!)
After the grand entrance the couple went straight to cutting the cake, part of which the bride made herself! I am a baking lover myself but I don’t know if even I would attempt such a feat. Very impressive.
After a wonderful dinner where I solidified my love for my new favorite Scottish meal, steak pie, the party really got going. This was when I started to realize the benefits of kilts: they look great when dancing. And dance everyone did! I realized that no matter what country you are in, there is one crucial ingredient to a great party: a packed dance floor.
The end of the night came far too soon as the DJ announced the last song. An unfamiliar song began playing as everyone circled around the bride and groom.
The tempo grew faster as the energy grew stronger and soon the entire room was singing along and dancing proudly to The Bonnie Banks of Loch Lomond.
- By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes
- Where the sun shines bright on Loch Lomond
- Where me and my true love will ne-er meet again
- On the bonnie, bonnie banks o’ Loch Lomon’.
- Chorus:
- O ye’ll tak’ the high road, and I’ll tak’ the low (road)
- And I’ll be in Scotland afore ye
- For me and my true love will ne-er meet again
- On the bonnie, bonnie banks o’ Loch Lomon’.
- ‘Twas there that we parted in yon shady glen
- On the steep, steep sides o’ Ben Lomon’
- Where in (soft) purple hue, the hielan hills we view
- And the moon comin’ out in the gloamin’.
- Chorus
- The wee birdies sing and the wild flowers spring
- And in sunshine the waters are sleeping
- But the broken heart, it kens nae second spring again
- Tho’ the world knows not how we are grieving
- The lyrics seem a bit morose reading them now, but the air in the room was anything but. Mark told me later that that moment made him feel proud to be Scottish. While I can’t claim the same as my passport reads USA, I did feel something, and I think it was happiness to be in that room at that moment surrounded by those people.
Happy wedding Lisa and Gio! It was an A+ kind of day.
To see the full set of photos from this wedding, check out my Flickr page here.
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Of course you felt something when they sang the Bonnie Banks of Loch Lomand, your paternal great great grandparents were both born and raised in Scotland
That is very true! I feel proud of my Scottish heritage
Love the mini bottle of scotch!
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So did I…. I drank it at the top of Ben Nevis a few days later!
Dressed to Kilt=Fantastic
It was some day. If that was the only celebration i ever attended in my life i would be happy i don’t think it could get any better
Ha thanks for appreciating my pun Zac! I’ve got loads more up my sleeve.
Amazing, as i told you to your face chicken.
i even linked on my tumblr. aha.
http://brizey.tumblr.com/post/7080403334/so-remember-i-promised-a-big-long-post-about-the
love your blog and will read every post once you’re gone! xo
Thanks for the link Briony!