Review: Zenith City Indie Wedding Show

Hai­ley Ribich

I’ll admit it. I’m not plan­ning on get­ting mar­ried for a while. Taken? Yes. But mar­riage is a while away. None the less, I found myself at The Zenith City Indie Wed­ding Show this past Sunday.

A friend of mine is engaged and invited me along. The event was held in the Clyde Iron Works build­ing in Duluth. The room was set around a run­away, with booths for var­i­ous wed­ding com­pa­nies such as Der­ick Cich, makeup arti­san, sur­round­ing the chairs set for the fash­ion show and var­i­ous per­for­mances. The run­away held the Sound of Strings, a four piece orches­tra hop­ing to book a wedding.

This year the bridal expo really stepped it up a notch from last year,” said model and UWS fresh­man Hai­ley Ribich. “It is always so great to see mem­bers of the com­mu­nity gather and put some­thing together that can show­case all the local mate­ri­als and talent.”

When the brides and fam­ily mem­bers first entered, they were encour­aged to talk with ven­dors. The bal­cony, over­look­ing the first floor on three sides, held invis­i­ble ven­dors to the peo­ple on the first floor.

The sec­ond floor held a cou­ple of bak­eries, an ice cream booth, some enter­tain­ment options, and acces­sory com­pa­nies. The But­ter­cup Fac­tory offered three types of cup­cakes for sam­ples, a vanilla bean, red vel­vet with cocoa, and choco­late. The red vel­vet was arguably the best.

Mov­ing past, a milliner, or hat maker, had beau­ti­ful older style hats. A black fedora, green top hat, and a cou­ple of those old pan­cake hats sat atop a hat tree. From hats to ice cream, Bridge­mans had an ice cream bar set up. Car­ma­li­cious was an inter­est­ing ice cream fla­vor, espe­cially when you add crushed choco­late cook­ies to it. It turned out delicious.

Eman’s belly danc­ing had glit­tery top hats for ladies dec­o­rated with daz­zling beads, rhine­stones, feath­ers, and lace. They had those sparkly pan­cake hats, feath­ered hair clips, and every­thing out­ra­geous that you would expect from a belly danc­ing com­pany.
Down­stairs, the belly dancer took the stage. Her glit­tery out­fit moved and jin­gled with her swirling hips and arms. The fash­ion show was about to start, and the mod­els were liv­ing man­nequins attempt­ing to steal a brides heart, desires, and earn their money. Walk­ing around in four inch heels, teased hair, and bright, col­or­ful makeup, the girls were dressed to impress.

I was absolutely in love with my hair and makeup this year,” said Ribich. “I couldn’t imag­ine hav­ing any­one else do my makeup for an event now that I know what Der­ick is capa­ble of.”

The lights danced out the high win­dows, reflect­ing off the walls and back into the room. Brides sipped on wine and watched the fash­ion show attentively.

The best part of the show was def­i­nitely get­ting to know the other mod­els and being treated like roy­alty for a day,” smiled Ribich.

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