Loved ones were invited via handwritten letter and spice sachet to attend a four day wedding in the Red City. upon arrival, guests checked into their moroccan villas and were treated to the spa, after which they took in a pool party…
from there, a traditional moroccan rehearsal dinner followed, complete with belly dancers and a sixty-four foot spread of tagine.
then, a rooftop party in the medina that went until the wee hours…
finally, the main event - ten years in the making: a wedding with not one but two cocktail hours, dinner in the grove under the olive trees, and dancing under the stars. we brought in forty thousand candles…
the end. (Morocco will forever live in our dreams.)