Valentine’s Day is our new anniversary– the day we officially got back together– and most years we celebrate the day before or after… this year, though, I wanted to do a stereotypical Valentine’s Day date, as I’d never had one.
So in theory, we killed THREE birds with one night: our anniversary, Valentine’s Day, and wedding reception restaurant shopping. (Afterall, what better way to vet a restaurant’s ability to handle your wedding than by judging how it handles the second busiest day of the year?)
We had a great dinner at Coquette; it was a quick walk from our house, on a beautiful crisp night. The service was wonderful, the food was delicious, and it’s definitely a strong contend-ah for our wedding. (So if you’re visiting a looking for a lovely, slightly fancy Garden District lunch– it has my vote!)
While we opted not to buy presents this year (no chocolates and flowers, despite the cliche), the Beau did surprise me a few days early with the sweetest gift of all…
When we began wedding planning, I cut from our budget the only “personal” wedding item I wanted… a pair of Manolo Blahniks. It’s made more sense to me to drop the dough a killer pair of designer shoes you’ll re-wear than a dress you can wear once! But when you’re trying to be frugal, thinking long-term and big picture, spending $1000 on a pair of shoes seemed silly.
This is when my Beau, the lady killer that he is, decided to surprise. me. With the Something Blue (Hangisi) Manolo Blahniks that I wanted. It completely dumbfounds me that he’d drop his tax return to buy me shoes, and to say I cried would be an understatement. (There may have been several instances of crying over multiple days.) It’s probably the sweetest gesture he’s ever done, and I’m feeling like one really lucky lady.