It is about time to start blogging the beginning of our wedding series and first up: the venue. I say series because there is just no way I could ever just write one blog post on the most amazing day of our lives. It would be a novel for sure. So where do I start…
I always knew I wanted to get married in New York and I always knew I wanted to get married in a barn. When I mention always, I am referring to my teenybopper self when I dreamed about my perfect day with the perfect guy (who I definitely did marry). For those that don’t know, I am from New York City. I spent my weekends and summers in Pawling, New York, a small town 75 miles north of Manhattan. Our house was an old converted cow barn. Fun fact: George Washington bought his cheese there. This house was so special for so many reasons and I knew that a barn would be in my future. Since I grew up riding horses, a horse farm for a wedding venue just seemed like the perfect fit. I just needed a ring to start the planning.
On August 29th, 2015, Josh proposed. Yay, I could start finding my barn. When it came time to look for venues, I learned that there weren’t many barns, especially those that I could classify as “elegant.” When I wanted a rustic wedding theme, I didn’t want hay bales and mason jars. I wanted an elegant rustic feel. I found three barns and scheduled three appointments for a Saturday in October. Four days prior to touring, I was notified that one of the barns booked up the two dates I had in mind.
Yes, I had already had a date in mind, as I knew I wanted a Fall wedding. I had mid-September in my mind, hoping it would fall around the time of my Mom’s birthday. I wanted to incorporate her as much as possible, having lost her to cancer 7 years ago. September was also our anniversary month so it really was the only month I was looking at for our wedding.
I believe in fate and things working out, so I moved on from the venue falling through. Another plan fell through and my stepmom had to work so she couldn’t tour with me. Fortunately my best friend was able to go with me, while her husband played golf with my future husband and my Dad. We met in Hudson, New York and as I turned into the driveway of the venue, I was greeted with this view.
I knew, before even seeing the barn, that this was definitely my venue. Once I got to the top of the property, I was greeted by a beautiful baby blue with white trim barn. The property also included a smaller “bridal barn,” where we ended up getting ready. There was also an “art barn” where the cocktail hour took place. There was a beautiful outdoor space that overlooked a large paddock of horses (oh my heart) and the beautiful Catskill mountains. I would be pleading my case to the family later that evening. I knew my Dad was going to ask if we visited the other venue, so we did drive there and saw it. While it was nice, it was definitely not my venue.
Two weeks later, we secured the venue and a date was set – September 17th, 2016. After 11 months of planning my own wedding, the day was beyond perfect. Every tiny detail that I had envisioned came together to create the most beautiful day. Here are a few pictures of the outside of the barn. Swoon worthy, right?
And the rustic touches of the inside of the barn.
My heart just gets so happy. I 110% chose the right venue (The Hill), the right photographer (Layce Bauman Photography), the right everything. Most importantly, I chose the right guy.