This may read like My Favorite Things by Julie Andrews but I want you to set it to the tune of The Best by Tina Turner.
(Then turn that mental hum up reeeeal loud when the couple makes their grand entrance into their reception, as that was the song we were all cheering, clapping, and jamming to.)

It was the sound of sniffles as the brides entered the loft hand-in-hand to begin their ceremony. ..

Are you thinking what I’m thinking?
That this is the happiest lookin’ couple you ever did see?
(And if you’re not, you will be by the time you’re done scrolling.)

What’s their secret, do you suppose?

I’ve found myself with the words this has got to be one of the most beautiful weddings ever several times on my lips since August. And ooooh, my. Just you wait till you start to scroll!

But.

I do want you to know

A wedding is never “just a wedding” to me.
Not during nor after.

You thought Minnesota nice was a thing? Sure, I suppose. But after this bash in the Evergreen State, I'm gonna say that Washington nice is the new step up. 

Ever wonder what it might look like if I got married?
You can start here with Holly and Anton's vow renewal.

If you look closely, there's a tear that has slipped over the side and has slid down Elizabeth's cheek as she laughs during the ceremony.
And I absolutely adore it.
Because that means moments before, her beloved's vows were so moving, so sincere, that that little tear was obligated to bloom and fall. And it means that seconds later, there was joy, and there was laughter.

By now, arriving to a wedding day is a fairly predictable event for me.
A quick drive to scope out the immediate surroundings. (Niiiice, first look is gonna be going down right there.)
One last flick of the car visor to check my appearance, making sure I'm at least starting my day by looking presentable. (I've made peace with the fact that not a single hair's gonna be in place by the end of the night.)
And a deep breath (exhaaaale) before a firm yet tentative knock on the bridal suite door. Because you never fully know what the vibe is gonna be like on the other side.

Gracious.
That's the word.
While there are several choice adjectives I could use, every single one of them overwhelmingly positive, this one rises to the surface in summing up Stephanie and Carson.