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Nilda Taveras
& John Belizaire

“Our wedding was Thursday through Sunday. We had a welcome cocktail party the first night at the Palazzo Corsini.”

“Candles lined the gravel path to the entrance. We didn’t notice the ‘J’ and ‘N’ at first. We were on the balcony, and my friend said, ‘That’s a nice touch, having your intials.’ I looked down and saw it. It was a surprise from our planner.”

“As guests came into the party, they could see the silhouettes of our ten-piece salsa band playing behind a white paper screen. After a few songs, the band burst through. That really kicked things off. We had a choreographed first dance to ‘Lady,’ by Orquesta La Palabra. That—and the cake-cutting—were the only two moments we interrupted the party. Our D.J., whom we had flown in from New York, spun until 4 a.m.”

“All 90 guests walked to the church. Along the way, I chatted with my mom. She’s a calming person. The reception was held at the Villa Gamberaia. We had two-hour cocktails with fifteen jazz musicians playing. Afterwards, we sat down for dinner in the magnificent gardens. Our event designer converted one of the villa’s buildings, used to store lemon trees, into a discotheque for dancing.”

“My bouquet was a ball of roses—like a bowling ball. It must have weighed ten pounds. My father, being overprotective and thinking I’m still ten years old, said to me, ‘You can’t carry that—your arm!’ But truly I couldn’t have thrown that bouquet; I would have killed someone.”

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