Thursday, March 22, 2012

Bride on a Broom? It's Not What You're Thinking

A few weeks ago I reviewed my dear friend Camelia Miron Skiba's latest release A World Apart. I love this book, and I adore Cami. You can read my review here.

Today she's back for another visit on her blog tour to grace us with a guest post. This is just a small peek into her background, and the fun person she is. So, without further adieu, here's Cami!

Bride on a Broom by Camelia Miron Skiba

How many times have you heard of a bride on a broom? I know it sounds like a mistake, but I assure you it's not. Normally we associate broom with witches and kids stories, right? And yet... I was a bride on a broom. Not that I wanted a fairytale wedding, I mean I did but not with a certain magical theme and for sure not with witches. I didn't plan using a broom or any other cleaning tool on such a memorable day. I mean, come on, it was my wedding, not my cleaning day.

Although my wedding happened eight and a half years ago, to this day people still talk about the broom dance.

Let me explain. Several hours into the wedding, long after bites stolen between dances and drinks between entertaining our guests, the only thing I really wanted to do was to take off my shoes. Either my feet increased one size or my shiny crystal shoes shrunk and I couldn't throw them any further, any faster. Cristina, my godmother (which actually would be my witness after the American tradition) said, "Suck it up. It's your wedding night and you need to look pretty." Of course I didn't bring another pair of shoes, but barefoot never seemed more appealing.

I wished I could just sit and remove my shoes, hidden by the red and white silk tablecloth, but Cristina watched me like an eagle. A friend of mine came to invite me to dance. I didn't have the heart to refuse him and so I went on the dance floor with him. I don't remember what song played, but I do remember someone breaking a glass and so the restaurant crew brought in ... a broom and a dustpan.

As the dance finished and the crew cleaned the mess, the DJ played Queen's "I Want to Break Free." This was one of my favorite song of all times, reminding me of all the amazing friends and dreams we had as teenagers to break free from a country lost to communism, poisoned by corrupt politics and ultimately destroyed by them. The restaurant exploded with applause and people singing along. I looked around the room and saw all of those dear faces, reliving past dreams, mixed with something different - hope.

And for some reason I can't explain I felt empowered. I felt I could walk on top of the world. I not only wanted to break free, I was free. I took my shoes off, took the broom from the custodian and walked on the stage singing from the top of my lungs and dancing with the broom. From across the room Cristina shook a finger at me, but laughed and sang as well. Everyone in the restaurant stood, danced and sung along. A ripple of electricity went through me seeing all that joy. We all were was Joe Cocker's "You can leave your hat on." Chris, my husband told me later after the wedding, “I didn’t know I married my own Kim Basinger. Lucky me.” No need to explain what happened during that song, but I can only say I kept my red wedding dress on. Thirty minutes later I was stolen. Yes, you read correctly--stolen. It's a Romanian wedding tradition.

I suppose we can assume Cami was returned in one piece as she's here now to entertain us with her novels. If you want to know more about Cami, her books, or where to buy them, use the links below.

Cami's Blog
Email Cami

About Cami


I’m Chris’ wife, Patrick’s mom and Bella’s owner. During the day, I’m the assistant to the Director at SESE at Arizona State University, and romance’s slave at night.

I moved to the U.S eight years ago, following my heart and the man who stole it. I love comedies, historical dramas and happily-ever-after stories. English is not my native, not my second, but my third language.

Some fun facts about me:

Each year I participate in one big event that requires me to physically train. My biggest sportive accomplishment was the 3-day 60-mile Susan G. Komen Walk.

Annually I pick a color I decree my favorite (this year it’s salmon).

I refused to text until 2010, always preferring to hear voices rather than sending emotionless messages. Politic bores me to death and I have no tolerance for arrogance.

“A World Apart” is my second book. My debut novel “Hidden Heart” came out March 2011.


  1. Great story!! I do adore Cami and her work! This is a great book!

    1. Hey girlfriends,

      So coo of youl to stop by. Cindy--thanks for being such a wonderful friend. You, Sherry and Jeff mean the world to me.
      I had a lot of fun writing the post, dear memories resurfacing with the same candor as back then...
      I'm on the road (for real) from Portland back to Phoenix... My posts might come up crazy...Internet connection comes and goes... xoxo

  2. Hi Cindy and Sherry,
    Cami is a wonderful author, I enjoyed reading both of her books and I tell everyone I meet all about them and they have to read them because she makes you feel like you are part of her story.
    I totally agree with both of you, Cami is a beautiful person and I don't even know if I could use adore for a word strong enough to express how I've become to care for her. I recently met Cami through reading her books- I contacted her to let her know how much I loved reading A World Apart and we have become fast friends. I am very thankful for the day Cami came into my life.

    1. Tina honey,

      I feel blessed counting you among my friends. I look forward to seeing our kids grow up and us enjoying cups of coffee with whip cream, every morning.
      Much love, sugar cookie!