Labor Day weekend wedding of Casandra and James at the Pot and Kettle on MDI

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The lovely Casandra and James found me, and their venue, by way of this blog. When they booked me a year and a half ago they said I had captured weddings at the Pot and Kettle, a private club on the outskirts of Bar Harbor, exactly as they had envisioned their own. I was excited to return to this secluded enclave along the water's edge, where the ceremony and cocktails are on the lawn and then the party happens under a tent.

Casandra and her mother visited the office in May, and I was taken by how sweet they were together. Seated close on the couch, there were hugs and laughter as they described their plans, James, her beloved twin sister Lara and how special Maine is to her family and subsequently now to James, too. They shared that Casandra would wear a patterned wedding dress, the bridesmaids in shades of blush or ivory, and her mom in a gray suit. Her cousin would marry them. And they wanted a hashtag-free wedding day.

On their actual wedding day, the weather was divine. Everything, even the preparations, happened in one location. I loved watching the light change throughout the day. When it was time for the ceremony, the once brightly-lit sunny lawn was in shade, and guests enjoyed a sonnet read in Spanish and an excerpt from The Little Prince (one of my favorites, too). During cocktail hour, Casandra surprised us when she slipped off her heels and scaled the rocks down to the shoreline. "I grew up doing this in Maine!" she exclaimed, leaving us momentarily behind. Later, they wowed on the dance floor full-bellied courtesy of the sublime Country Fare Catering. My heart was happy the whole day long.

Congratulations, you two!!

How they met:

We met through mutual friends in college, but did not become close friends and start dating until about a year after we graduated from Penn. At the time Casandra lived in NYC and James in Philadelphia, so the first two and a half years of the relationship were spent in a "middle-distance" relationship, where they would travel to see each other every weekend and racked up a lot of Amtrak miles. When Casandra went to graduate school in Philadelphia, coinciding with James' last two years in law school in the city of Brotherly Love, they lived in apartments across the street from one another until they moved in together for the first time in 2013.

The proposal:

On Friday, January 3, 2014, after months of ring-shopping, careful planning, and friend-aided misdirection, James was ready to propose. He had dinner reservations for the next night, Casandra’s friends and family were in from out of town, and the house was filled with hidden flowers, snacks, and bottles of champagne. All that stood between him and engagement was a low-key dinner with friends at a trusted local restaurant.


That trusted restaurant gave Casandra food poisoning.

Almost exactly as the clock struck midnight, Casandra became violently ill and remained violently ill throughout the night. The next day James fed her ginger tea and rice congee, and gently reminded her about their dinner reservation. Casandra, adamant that there was “nothing in the world she wanted to do less” than go out to a nice dinner, protested. After several hours of these protests, Lara saved everything.

Two delicious James-eaten meals later, the soon-to-be groom got down on one knee, asked Casandra to marry him, and promptly put the ring on her right hand.

Why Maine: 

Casandra is originally from Madrid, Spain, where she grew up until coming to college in the United States. Her mother was American and grew up coming to Northeast Harbor on Mount Desert Island in the summers and is where she would bring Casandra and her sister Lara every August growing up. Given Maine's beauty and what a special place Acadia is, Casandra and James decided to get married on the Island. Bride's father is half Cuban, half Spanish and grew up in Havana. He exiled at 15 to the United States (is where he met bride's mother), with only a suitcase. His mother was able to smuggle in heirloom jewelry from the bride's great-grandmother that the bride will be wearing and thought worth mentioning.

  photographer: Emilie, emilie inc. photographyvenue: Pot and Kettle, MDI • caterer: Country Fare Cateringflowers: Cottage Flowersband: East Coast Soul cake: Celebration Cakesbeauty: Roberto Hostin's Salontent: Wallace Eventslighting: Ernie Wheeler • gown: Lela Rose via Elizabeth Johns, Ardmore, PA • groom: My.Suit • invitations: Chick Invitations, Philadelphia • minimoon: Nantucket and NYC •

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