They were scheduled to be married April 25 in Palm Springs, California,
which happens to be yet another of their home cities. Unless some
lightning bolt came down from heaven and prevented it all from taking
place, I can only assume that they are now safely hitched. What can I say?
Took 'em only a nine-year engagement...and that was HER decision, not his,
so they say. She didn't want to get married until she was ready to be done
with touring...which she now is, although she still plans to appear in the
occasional show. So, all those trolls who said they'd never marry because
he didn't want to make an honest woman of her can go hang themselves now,
I guess. :-) I admit I had my doubts, but well, it wouldn't be the first
time I've been wrong, so!...
Here's a brief roundup of the juicy details, for those inclined to be curious...
--They had their invitations done by A Papier of Los Angeles in moss and
platinum on a cream-colored paper stock.
--The wedding events were a whole weekend long. Festivities began Friday,
April 23, with a cocktail party at Arnold Palmer's Restaurant in La
Quinta. (Very apropos, as IMG was founded on a handshake between Arnie and
Mark McCormack.)
--Saturday consisted of golf at PGA West, where the two lovebirds own a
villa. Guests who didn't feel like golfing (I can only assume that didn't
include the likes of Scott Hamilton) could play tennis and swim at La
Quinta Resort. A rehearsal followed at the resort, followed by dinner at
the Desert Sage restaurant. Bridesmaids were former Olympic teammate and
fellow Stars on Ice star Lea Ann Miller; former coach Lorraine Borman; and
two close childhood skating friends from Seattle, Peggy Behr and Lorrie
Coleman. (They enjoyed a "girlfriend weekend" in the Napa Valley the
weekend before the wedding...wine tasting, spa, horseback riding, hot-air
balloon ride, that sort of thing.) The groom was attended by his two
brothers and his two sons from his first marriage.
--Sunday: the big day! Roz's father escorted her down an aisle lined with
orange trees and ending at a waterfall. She was gowned by (who else?) SOI
costume designer Jef Billings, who described her off-white wedding dress
as "Grace Kelly with an edge" (Uncle Dick would be so proud). His sketch
shows a slinky mermaid-skirted gown with a beaded halter top (in faux
pearls and rhinestones, the story tells us) with a line of beads down the
back, and a veil. Roz was to alter costumes twice after this, with a
chiffon taffeta beaded matching jacket over the dress after the ceremony
and a hot-orange and pink beaded short cocktail dress (also designed by
Billings) after the first dance. The bridesmaids were also outfitted by
him, in long moss-green silk dresses with chiffon taffeta jackets, each
one "designed to their individual looks and styles" (think SOI group
number...a great idea, I think, and much better than forcing your maids to
wear cookie-cutter lookalike dresses that may or may not flatter their
individual builds). The boys were in black tuxes.
--Music: A Cleveland extravaganza! In addition to a few notes of "Here
Comes the Bride," Roz walked down the aisle to Anne Cochran singing "After
All These Years" (appropriate enough), accompanied by Jim Brickman on the
piano (we can only assume Eric Carmen wanted too much money, LOL). Later,
Cochran and Brickman performed his song "The Gift" as the couple's first
dance, and a seven-piece band handled the rest of the reception music.
--The ceremony itself was performed by a nondenominational minister, with
the couple reciting both traditional and self-written vows.
--Now to the food (hey, we must have our priorities). Cocktails were
served on the lawn after the ceremony, complete with fresh-squeezed
grapefruit juice from local trees. Dinner was prepared by Azur by Le
Bernadin at the La Quinta resort, served al fresco in an area surrounded
by orange trees and bougainvillea hedges. Tables for the 175 guests were
decorated by hand-painted umbrellas adorned with hanging lanterns. The
menu: tuna tartare with wasabi tabiko (red fish roe) and ginger coriander
emulsion; spring celery-root soup with pistachio oil; a salad of heirloom
tomatoes, cucumbers, watermelon, grapefruit and buffalo mozzarella with a
Banyuls (sweet red French wine) vinaigrette; and a trio of sorbets (lemon,
prickly pear and mango) to cleanse the palate before the main course: a
choice of olive oil-poached Hawaiian snapper with a fava bean and Meyer
lemon sauce (nothing about a nice Chianti); chanterelle mushroom risotto
and a grilled spring vegetable; or slow-roasted rib chop with a red wine
and braised celery sauce au poivre, dauphine potatoes and a grilled spring
vegetable. Dessert was individual banana tarts, creme brulee with fresh
strawberries and raspberry tiramisu.
--The reception: Guests, including an invitee list consisting of Kristi
Yamaguchi, Scott Hamilton, both Brians, Katarina Witt, Paul Wylie and
Kitty and Peter Carruthers, not to mention many IMG tennis stars such as
Chris Evert, Pete Sampras and Bjorn Borg, were set to dance the night away
in a ballroom tricked out to look like a jazz club with table lanterns and
velvet banquettes. Amongst items to be enjoyed if they weren't yet
sufficiently suffonsified by cocktails and dinner: a chocolate fondue
fountain; an ice sculpture shaped like a martini glass, flowing with
vodka; and espressos and cognac (which could be enjoyed along with a cigar
hand-rolled by a Cuban hired especially for the occasion). And, of course,
a three-tiered cake made by the bride's mom, in the couple's favorite
flavors (carrot for her, chocolate marble for him, and also angel food
with a cream-cheese frosting). And as if all that weren't enough...well,
gosh, after that, they made s'mores down at the fire pit!
--The honeymoon: Nothing of that can be said here, as it was to be a
surprise on the part of the groom, who was to inform the bride only the
day before as to where they were going.
--The gifts: Do this bride and groom need 'em? No--and they wisely
realized this. Instead, they asked their guests to make donations to the
Scott Hamilton CARES Initiative, which benefits the Cleveland Clinic
Taussig Cancer Center.
The happy couple were to live in Hunting Valley (need I tell you this is
one of the ritzier suburbs of Cleveland) along with maintaining their
homes elsewhere (they still have one in Seattle and possibly someplace
else).
Oh, and the irony of it all? Back when the groom was the head of IMG's
winter sports division in 1983, he tried to lure the bride into signing
with them. She said no. It took her years of slogging away as a "mere"
Olympic silver medalist in Disney on Ice to see the error of her
ways...and when she did, she not only improved her career, she found the
man of her dreams in the bargain. Don't let 'em say there's no second
chances in life, folks.
So, there you have it. I guess if you're engaged as long as these two
were, you have a right to have a big wedding when you finally have it. As
for me, at least I can hope to aspire in some small way to a wedding as
magnificent as Roz's someday. I mean, graham crackers, marshmallows,
Hershey bars, charcoal and lighter fluid are cheap. And I can always
invite Brian Orser...even if he declines to attend. Then again, if a
chocolate fondue fountain will change his mind...I guess it's a sacrifice
I'll be forced to make.
--
Trudi
"Boy, there sure is a lot of tension around here tonight. It's like a Joan Crawford movie."
> She was gowned by (who else?) SOI
> costume designer Jef Billings, who described her off-white wedding dress
> as "Grace Kelly with an edge" (Uncle Dick would be so proud). His sketch
> shows a slinky mermaid-skirted gown with a beaded halter top (in faux
> pearls and rhinestones, the story tells us) with a line of beads down the
> back, and a veil.
The SOI website has a photo of the wedding day somewhere, so yes, it
really happened. I have to admit that my first fearful thought was, "Oh, I
hope the bodice isn't see-through, please, please...." I did have a laugh
when I saw that the bodice was a different color almost like it had
illusion, but I think it was safely opaque.
> --Now to the food (hey, we must have our priorities).
Thank you. I had a grimacing reaction to the menu, which I have
reluctantly identified as envy of their riches. It was the chocolate fondue
fountain that did it. I can't imagine ever wanting hand-rolled Cuban
cigars, but a fondue fountain, well....
> And, of course,
> a three-tiered cake made by the bride's mom, in the couple's favorite
> flavors (carrot for her, chocolate marble for him, and also angel food
> with a cream-cheese frosting).
Honestly, that was my favorite part of the description. You can be
filthy rich, but there's nothing like a wedding cake made by mom. She
didn't have to do that. That is so sweet.
> And I can always
> invite Brian Orser...even if he declines to attend. Then again, if a
> chocolate fondue fountain will change his mind...I guess it's a sacrifice
> I'll be forced to make.
I did picture Orser at the fountain, what with his well-known fondness
for chocolate. :-)
Lorrie Kim
lor...@plover.com
U menya dusha poyot
For most people, it would take nine years of hard work to save the kind of
money they blew on this shindig.
>...and that was HER decision, not his,
>so they say. She didn't want to get married until she was ready to be done
>with touring...which she now is, although she still plans to appear in the
>occasional show. So, all those trolls who said they'd never marry because
>he didn't want to make an honest woman of her can go hang themselves now,
>I guess. :-) I admit I had my doubts, but well, it wouldn't be the first
>time I've been wrong, so!...
>
>Here's a brief roundup of the juicy details, for those inclined to be
curious...
When I got to that, I was afraid to read any further.
[snip juicy details]
- Rick
> "Trudi Marrapodi" <tru...@clarityconnect.competent> wrote in message
> news:trudee-1005...@icstudent-209150244126.clarityconnect.net...
>
> > She was gowned by (who else?) SOI
> > costume designer Jef Billings, who described her off-white wedding dress
> > as "Grace Kelly with an edge" (Uncle Dick would be so proud). His sketch
> > shows a slinky mermaid-skirted gown with a beaded halter top (in faux
> > pearls and rhinestones, the story tells us) with a line of beads down the
> > back, and a veil.
>
> The SOI website has a photo of the wedding day somewhere, so yes, it
> really happened. I have to admit that my first fearful thought was, "Oh, I
> hope the bodice isn't see-through, please, please...." I did have a laugh
> when I saw that the bodice was a different color almost like it had
> illusion, but I think it was safely opaque.
*whew*
> > --Now to the food (hey, we must have our priorities).
>
> Thank you. I had a grimacing reaction to the menu, which I have
> reluctantly identified as envy of their riches. It was the chocolate fondue
> fountain that did it. I can't imagine ever wanting hand-rolled Cuban
> cigars, but a fondue fountain, well....
Same here about the cigars. I'd just as soon not put myself in the
position of serving hand-rolled cigars at my reception while at the same
time asking my guests to make wedding gifts in the form of a donation to a
cancer charity, but then that's just me.
And as for fondue fountains, well, I still have a fond memory of looking
at a certain bride's extremely tall croquenbouche and saying, "Well,
that's all very well for me, but what are the other wedding guests going
to have for dessert?" :-)
> > And, of course,
> > a three-tiered cake made by the bride's mom, in the couple's favorite
> > flavors (carrot for her, chocolate marble for him, and also angel food
> > with a cream-cheese frosting).
>
> Honestly, that was my favorite part of the description. You can be
> filthy rich, but there's nothing like a wedding cake made by mom. She
> didn't have to do that. That is so sweet.
Yes, I thought that was great. This would have been every mother's
opportunity to say, "Honey, you've got the bucks. Get someone else to make
your cake." Or "Yeah, like my baking is supposed to stand side by side
with the delights of the La Quinta Resort? Sure." But she didn't. Good for
her.
> > And I can always
> > invite Brian Orser...even if he declines to attend. Then again, if a
> > chocolate fondue fountain will change his mind...I guess it's a sacrifice
> > I'll be forced to make.
>
> I did picture Orser at the fountain, what with his well-known fondness
> for chocolate. :-)
I would have been there right beside him, bucket in hand...
Oh, and it did occur to me: even if I can't have a wedding at the La
Quinta Resort, I suppose I could have it at a La Quinta Motel.
> Trudi Marrapodi wrote in message ...
> >Well, I can't say I have heard a report of the actual event yet, but while
> >having made a trip to my old stomping grounds this past weekend, I was
> >able to acquire an article one of my sisters saved for me from the Plain
> >Dealer Sunday Magazine, in which the upcoming nuptials of Roz Sumners and
> >Bob Kain (who was named a co-CEO of IMG, world's largest sports marketing
> >firm, upon the death of founder Mark McCormack last year) were described
> >in great detail.
> >
> >They were scheduled to be married April 25 in Palm Springs, California,
> >which happens to be yet another of their home cities. Unless some
> >lightning bolt came down from heaven and prevented it all from taking
> >place, I can only assume that they are now safely hitched. What can I say?
> >Took 'em only a nine-year engagement
>
> For most people, it would take nine years of hard work to save the kind of
> money they blew on this shindig.
ONLY nine??
> >...and that was HER decision, not his,
> >so they say. She didn't want to get married until she was ready to be done
> >with touring...which she now is, although she still plans to appear in the
> >occasional show. So, all those trolls who said they'd never marry because
> >he didn't want to make an honest woman of her can go hang themselves now,
> >I guess. :-) I admit I had my doubts, but well, it wouldn't be the first
> >time I've been wrong, so!...
> >
> >Here's a brief roundup of the juicy details, for those inclined to be
> curious...
>
> When I got to that, I was afraid to read any further.
>
> [snip juicy details]
Aww, Rick. You missed the sentimental stuff, as well as just the stuff
that makes it blatantly apparent that the bride and groom are filthy rich.
For shame! :-)
Then again, maybe it's just a girl thing!
For all interested parties, more wedding photos can be found at the
SOI web site. Check here:
<http://www.starsonice.com/coolstuff/behindscenes.asp?offset=0>
For all interested parties, more wedding photos can be found at the
Egad! If Brian Boitano continues to lose hair at his present rate, he'll be
completely bald by the end of the year. I must move forward with my plan to
create the Boitano-Browning Institute of Hair Restoration.
Barbara
---
High school student's test answer:
Q. Explain one of the processes by which water can be made
safe to drink.
A. Flirtation makes water safe to drink because it removes large
pollutants like grit, sand, dead sheep and canoeists.
> http://www.starsonice.com/coolstuff/behindscenes.asp?offset=0
>
> Egad! If Brian Boitano continues to lose hair at his present rate, he'll be
> completely bald by the end of the year. I must move forward with my plan to
> create the Boitano-Browning Institute of Hair Restoration.
Didn't there used to be a theory that there was something in the ice that
made male skaters lose their hair at alarming rates? And that the only
reason Brian Orser failed to fall victim to this syndrome was because he
made a pact with the devil? (Not that he doesn't have a receding hairline
and a little bald spot in the middle of his head, but either he's still
doing relatively well or he has a lifetime membership in Hair Club.)
--
Trudi
"We think everything was justified because we were instructed to do
this and to do that."--Pfc. Lynndie England, 5/11/04
"If someone told you to go play in the middle of Route 20, would you just do it?"--My mother to her daughters, approx. 1959 onward
I had a look at some of the pictures thanks to the link provided by Donna
Ice. Go have a good luck at the atrociously ugly dress worn by Kristi
Yamaguchi, shown on the first page of the photos. She usually dresses so
beautifully - this dress looks like something she wore to bed and then
forgot to change into something else. I know, I know, it's a "slip dress".
Ick, bleah, UGLY. ***sigh***
Shelagh