I’ve Fallen Down a Vintage Wedding Rabbit Hole
It all started so innocently. One minute, my now-fiancé, Paul, was on one knee, presenting a ring so sparkly it could be seen from space. A whirlwind of champagne, happy tears, and approximately 4,000 ring selfies. We were sitting on the sofa, basking in that warm, fuzzy, “just engaged” glow. “So, what kind of wedding …