I do remember a lot of it, though it was a long time ago. I remember us both being so wound up with tension - in a good way - that we couldn't eat any of the lovely wedding breakfast.
I also remember being in the ladies room changing my stockings, as one had a hole in, hearing a guest saying she didn't know anyone there. Her boyfriend was a guest, and he knew the happy couple. So I made my grand entrance from the cubicle, and introduced myself. Her face was a picture.