One of my little baby cousins got married, and he invited me to the wedding. Well, not exactly.
They had to keep the guest list down on our side of the family, and we have cousins like picnics have aunts. He invited my mother to the wedding, because my cousin reasoned that, if he got the older generation together, they’d share stories and the young folks might learn something. But my mother doesn’t drive, so I got invited as chauffeur.
So I went, took pictures, and video-ed the wedding, and carried it back to Mom.
Naturally, I dodged around the other guests, snapping door photos. This was at the Pepin Mansion in New Albany, Indiana.
The Pepin Mansion
The mansion was built in 1851 by Victor Pepin from Louisville, Kentucky. It was a private residence for several owners, but now it’s a Bed & Breakfast and Event Location. Quite reasonable, too, I thought. AND you can rent their Rolls Royce Silver Shadow II for an additional fee. Visit the Pepin Mansion website for more info and better pictures than I could take.
Here’s a better shot of the door.
I knocked and rang, but the door was firmly locked. Somebody else came up; we conferred and decided to try another door, and found that the wedding was outside. Duh.
No pictures of the wedding, because I didn’t get releases from anybody, and you prolly don’t know those people, anyway, but I sure did!
I wandered around inside, snapping the pictures in the gallery. I had declined the invitation to the reception, because Mom had thought she might feel like going, and she can’t eat (she’ll be on a g-tube for ever and always). It looked good, though.
Great wedding! Click on any photo to start the slide show.
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Norm 2.0
June 15, 2017 at 10:41amThat is a lovely door and the inside of the mansion looks pretty fancy. It must be a nice place for an event like that 🙂
Marian Allen
June 15, 2017 at 10:59amIt was beautiful. The only problem is that these mansions were built with small rooms (probably easier to close and heat), so the party is broken up into little pieces. But if you can encourage the guests to circulate, as our clan tends to do, that’s all right.
joey
June 15, 2017 at 12:37pmLIKE!
What a pretty place! I think I’m most partial to the cake and the telephone, but yes, great doors! 🙂
Marian Allen
June 15, 2017 at 1:34pmI thought the cake was astounding looking! Bet it was delicious, but I couldn’t say. I liked the stairways. That curvy shit knocks me out.
Jean Reinhardt
June 15, 2017 at 4:54pmSuch a beautiful place, I love the old telephone.
Marian Allen
June 16, 2017 at 8:14amIsn’t that a lovely instrument? It calls up a different world, doesn’t it?
Dan Antion
June 15, 2017 at 5:53pmGood dedication to doordom. My fav is the piece of furniture (lowboy? hiboy? goodboy?)
Marian Allen
June 16, 2017 at 8:16am“lowboy? hiboy? goodboy?” ~cackle of laughter~ I loved that, too. I wouldn’t want to dust it, though. Oh, let’s be honest — I wouldn’t dust it. Any time I ever did housework, the kids said, “Who’s coming to visit?”
Deborah
June 16, 2017 at 9:49amI like the front door, and the chest, and old timey telephone! The cake looked good too.
Marian Allen
June 16, 2017 at 10:05amAs I said, I didn’t get to taste the cake, but I fantasize that it was blueberry cheesecake. 😀