Maggie Faigen and Zack Finder are classic college sweethearts. The two met during their freshman year at Boston University and had similar friend circles. “I remember we’d ‘BBM’ throughout the day (we didn’t have iPhones back then) then stay up all night laughing and watching movies. We pretty much still do that now,” says Maggie. After six years of dating and moving to Zack’s hometown of Los Angeles, he surprised her and proposed in the backyard of her family’s home in Philadelphia .
For their wedding venue, the newly engaged couple set their sights on the Montage Beverly Hills. “The Mediterranean architecture, dark wood furniture, and crown moldings give it an old-school, classic feel which felt most like our aesthetic,” Maggie says. Family guests were regulars at the hotel’s The Bar for the nights leading up to the wedding, and it has now become a cherished spot for Maggie and Zack. As for planning, the pair hired Dana Bresin of DB Creativity to help with all the details.
When it came to selecting a dress, the bride was a tad indecisive and kept wavering between styles. “I hadn’t really dreamed of my wedding or wedding dress and couldn’t quite imagine myself in one,” she says. After pulling photos of long-sleeve, open back gowns and finding that they didn’t suit her, she set her sights on an Italian corded lace gown by Carolina Herrera, which she removed the bottom tulle from to create a bolero. “I surely wasn’t someone that just fell in love with a dress, and I think making it a bit more my own was what I needed.” She paired the gown with white Saint Laurent pointed platform pumps that she found on Tradesy, diamond stud earrings, gifted to her by her mother-in-law, and her mother’s watch, which she always wears. For her something blue, her two childhood best friends gave her a sapphire stud earring, the night before the wedding.
The groom wore a midnight navy Tom Ford tuxedo with a shawl-collar jacket and black satin lapels and paired it with his late grandfather’s watch. “He looked like a Tom Ford model. I was with him when he chose it and couldn’t stop staring!” says Maggie.
After the first look on a wrought-iron staircase and group photos outside in the Beverly Cañon Gardens, the two headed to the terrace for their ceremony. Under a tent with market lights strung across, the bride’s twin sister walked her down the aisle to meet her parents. “We both completely lost it—my veil kept sticking to my face from the tears,” Maggie says. Under the Chuppah, both sets of parents stood beside the couple throughout the traditional Jewish ceremony. They called on close friends and family to recite the seven blessings, which was the heart of the service in the bride’s eyes. And the bride and groom exchanged rings made by a close friend of Marke. “Zack and I kept looking at each other and laughing (or crying). We were on such a high.”
Throughout the planning process, both wanted the reception to be fun, light-hearted, and full of love. It turned out to be exactly that, with a lively band kicking things off. Dinner included a seared duck salad, with a choice of roasted rack of lamb or Chilean sea bass with market vegetables for entrees. However, it was the trio of desserts that stole the show: a warm apricot charlotte, chocolate pudding in a mini Mason jar with a crunchy brandy snap, and a simple poached pear with caramel sauce.
Maggie’s twin sister, Kate, and older sister, Lisanne, both made emotional speeches that brought tears to the bride’s eyes. And Zack’s little brother, Max, also toasted the happy couple, while both sets of parents spoke beautifully to conclude. Afterward, the newlyweds moved to an opera balcony to cut their cake, which had a mini mold of Robert Indiana’s “LOVE” sculpture atop it, as a nod to the bride’s hometown.
The newlyweds meant to have a first dance to Lauryn Hill’s version of “Can’t Take My Eyes Off of You,” but by the time it rolled around, guests were glued to the dance floor, and they decided to just go with the flow of the evening. “Zack and I will always take advantage of a dance floor, so just being able to wildly dance all night, surrounded by those we love and cherish most (all in one room!) was pure bliss,” Maggie says. The bride did have a father-daughter dance to Rod Stewart’s “Maggie May,” which she was named after, and the groom danced with his mother to “Sunrise, Sunset.”
At midnight, the DJ took over and around 1:00 a.m., late night sliders and newspaper french fry cones were dispersed to the remaining dancers. A month after the wedding, Maggie and Zack headed to Seychelles and South Africa (Zack’s father’s side is South African) for their honeymoon. “I’m not sure any trip could ever beat it!” the bride says.