My Southern Fete Family

September 23, 2016  |  Southern Fete News

This has been on my heart for a few weeks, so I figured I needed to share.

Someone asked me the other day what I mean by “Southern Fete family.” You see to me, it’s not a marketing ploy. It’s not a social media filler. It’s not something I use lightly. To me, it truly is my second family. It’s my clients who are neonatal nurses who I immediately called after getting into a car accident while pregnant in January. It’s my client who’s a dentist that helped me when I had an ulcer the size of my son’s hand in my mouth. It’s my client who’s a nurse anesthetist who answered questions about getting an epidural. It’s my past bride who gives her extra sparklers to another bride whose didn’t arrive in time without thinking twice. It’s my bride who helps me decipher the ridiculousness that is the tax assessor’s reassessment notice. It’s the “keep it a secret but WE’RE PREGNANT and wanted you to be one of the first to know” text messages I’ve been lucky enough to receive.

My couples and their families become my pride and joy and the reason I want to make sure their big day is as perfect as humanly possible.

So I promise that when you see me welcoming a new couple or little sweet one into the Southern Fete family, I really mean it. I wouldn’t get to do what I love to do if it wasn’t for that family. And I wouldn’t be able to give it my all if I didn’t think of each one of them as my family.

As with any family, we may or may not be a little dysfunctional. A little loud. A little proud. But we love, and we love hard.

Maybe becoming a mom really has changed my heart (but I still promise I won’t cry at your wedding!)



The Southern Fete Mama Hen


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