I’m a pretty particular, all-or-nothing person.
I’m laid-back in regards to how my life and career unfold, and am relaxed in terms of what’s on my agenda for the day. But all the laxness in the former finds its counterpart in the form of being very opinionated in regards to how I want things to look, taste, feel and be experienced. For me, it’s the bigger picture and the vibe, not the gritty details.
So when it came to our wedding and getting married, Shawn and I agreed we were either going to elope in Italy (tempting, still), or we’d go all-out. After weeks of considering both sides of the coin and touring a few close-to-home spots (The Arlington Estate, Adamo Estate, The Spicy Factory and Terre Bleu—all super lovely by the way), we stumbled across the charming, hidden gem that is Elora Mill.