Billy Farrell and Bethanie Brady's Desert Wedding

For our invitation suite, I chose colors, techniques, and fonts that would set the tone for a wedding weekend in Palm Springs and our reception at Joshua Tree. All of our printed pieces were perfectly coordinated, right down to an ombré moon custom postage stamp. To help kick off the weekend, we hosted a kaftan pool party. I wore a custom ombré robe that I had made, a Mara Hoffman suit, and Newbark slides. We filled the pool with silver and gold floats and encouraged guests to wear caftans. No one was disappointed! Poolside, we had Si Paletas serving guests gourmet popsicles from their vintage ice cream cart—tequila sunrise flavor for adults and orange vanilla bean for kids. My accessories options for the weekend. I brought enough jewelry, turbans, and caftans for friends to add to their looks if they were so inspired. They’re mostly vintage pieces, except for my beautiful custom Anndra Neen cuffs and Empire choker. Glamsquad did my hair and makeup before the ceremony. The purple bougainvillea was a last-minute addition and picked just outside my bridal suite door. Pops of color and greenery for my bouquet and the flower girls’ crowns to complement their little ivory caftans. Some of my best friends, Billy Horn and Blair Taylor, giving me their opinions on my last-minute flower idea—everyone approved! Here I am having a little girl time with my niece Brooke before changing into my dress. She couldn’t wait to be a flower girl! I was so excited for everyone to finally see Mara’s masterpiece! I couldn’t have imagined a more beautiful work of art to wear on my wedding day. A quiet moment alone to breathe before my parents walked me down the aisle, just a few steps from my bridal suite. Heirloom did a beautiful job of giving me the color that I wanted without taking away from the dress—I love the unique combination of flowers. My dapper groom getting all ready to walk down the aisle. Colorful floral crowns for our little flower girls, Brooke and Marjorie. Anxious to get the show on the road! “Aunt BB, is it your wedding yet?” The ceremony began just after the sun dipped behind the mountains—a stunning backdrop! BFA Air captured the ceremony and reception from a bird’s-eye view: Guests received paper fans at each of their seats to keep themselves cool until the sun dipped behind the mountains. Sharing a laugh at one of the many jokes riddled throughout the heartfelt ceremony. We do!!! Before we knew it, after many laughs and a few tears, we were headed off to Joshua Tree as Mr. and Mrs. Farrell! One last kiss and a wave goodbye for our friends who watched the ceremony from New York with their newborn via FaceTime. Technology is amazing! Spikehorn, the magical art compound created by our dear friend and talented artist Randy Polumbo, was the most stunning setting for our dinner and desert moon party. Guests sat at long wooden tables decorated with fruit bowl arrangements overflowing with copper, silver, rose gold and colorfully painted fruits; copper tumblers; and blue and purple accents. As dinner began, the sky seemed to change on cue into a perfect ombré purple sunset. We were able to sneak in a few minutes alone before guests arrived at Spikehorn for dinner and dancing—advice that we didn’t need much convincing to take! The moonrise that night was amazing! As it got darker, a giant halo appeared around the moon—we had never seen anything like it. With the light orbs and airstar lanterns placed around the property, it felt like we were transported to another planet with multiple moons. So magical! After the speeches by our friends Jude Blanchette; Vella Lovell; and my father, Tom Brady, which had everyone in tears, we danced to Willie Nelson’s version of “Blue Skies.” Guests stargazing next to Randy’s custom-designed Goddess fire pit. The most delicious coconut raspberry cake with buttercream meringue frosting made by Over the Rainbow Desserts, and accented with stone fruits and fresh flowers. Randy had the brilliant idea to create a massive outdoor four post bed for stargazing—by the end of the night, we were all gathered there together surrounded by glowing orbs, telling stories. We never wanted it to end! Late night, we both changed into something more comfortable to keep the dancing going into the wee hours—Billy, a traditional tunic that he bought on his last trip to India, and for me, a hand-sequined black silk jumpsuit and skirt by Mara Hoffman.