I am a student. I am a girl who is single and not ready to settle down long-term. I am not crazy, but more so, a dreamer and believer. I am fully ready to hold a wedding of my own because I have had it planned for years. When the time comes, I will have one of the most important days of my life all planned, down to the place setting.

Color scheme, you ask?

Pink and grey, with gold accents.

This has been a dream of mine since I was young. I had always wanted a big wedding, full of all my friends and family. Everyone getting together after hearing about each other for so many years; almost like a big reunion.

The first time I was telling my mom about how I had planned my whole wedding, she thought I was insane. But then, when I fully explained everything that I had thought out, she started reasoning with me.

I have always like planning events since I was little. When I was young, I would plan Halloween parties with invites and a full itinerary. Planning has always been something I have absolutely adored.

So, when it comes to the most important day of my life, this is what will be included.

Imagine, walking into a grassy vineyard, in the springtime, a clear day with mild, June weather. The sky is clear and the air smells sweet. Everything is set up perfectly. The tables are nicely decorated with light pink table drapes, name cards carefully scripted with gold lettering, with green succulent bouquets in the middle of each table, with string lights hung above. There is champagne being poured.

Around, you see that there is a small box for cards, a basket full of flip flops for the ladies who wear uncomfortable shoes, and kids running around with sunglasses and feather boas. A guest book is being signed and pictures are being taken. In the background, there is live music playing and people are dancing.

After searching, I have found the perfect, simple white wedding dress. My bridesmaids are wearing alternating colors of grey that are flowy and long. My hair is down and curled, with a braid leading to the back, where there are small white flowers delicately placed in the braid. Succulents and light pink roses are fresh in the bouquet, and my best friend is playing “Perfect” on her guitar. The cake is being cut, and tears are being shed. Dinner is being served, its going to be the best, most perfect day of my life.

Call my crazy, but, I know what I think I want. Now, just finding the right one. Who knows! This plan could be completely changed, but for now, my nineteen-year-old self is excited about what the future has to hold, and the wedding I could see myself having!

See more on my Pinterest page, to see all my ideas!