Paradise is a pretty nice place to start a life together. The evening Wren and Benji wed on a beach in Playa del Carmen, Mexico, was simply perfect. The setting sun cast a pink glow on their faces. The shore sparkled with gentle waves. The palms of The Tides resort rustled slightly along the white sand beach. It was all so simple and beautiful and relaxed, thanks in large part to impeccable planning by Oklahoma City event maven Judy Lehmbeck. Everyone, especially the moms, looked super relaxed.
The Tides is an intimate resort, with its luxurious thatched villas nestled right in the midst of a tropical jungle where monkeys swing through the trees. Wren and Benji gathered about 120 of their closest friends and family there for an extra long weekend of carefree hanging out. Okay, so there was a tense moment, when Benji stepped on an urchin about an hour before he needed to be stepping into his super suave Hadleigh’s slippers. Even with all those spines still in his toe, he was beaming when Wren swept down that bamboo aisle. She looked so happy I thought she just might kick off her Valentino heels and run the rest of the way.
A candlelit poolside dinner followed the ceremony, and then the band took over. Soon everyone was dancing on the illuminated dance floor. A guy on stilts handed out funny hats and balloons. Out there, in the dark, away from the noise of crazy fun, the ocean kept its beat against the shore. The next morning I found a smooth rock there. It was shaped like a heart. _ Kelly