EXCLUSIVE: Behind the Fairytale Wedding, Lara Spencer reveals a Heartbreaking Truth that left fans Speechless – Her journey through Judgment to let LOVE CONQUER ALL!
Lara Spencer is officially off the market.
The Good Morning America co-host and her boyfriend of three and a half years, tech entrepreneur Rick McVey, said their “I dos” on Saturday in an outdoor ceremony in Vail, Colorado, surrounded by 135 friends and family members.
Spencer first met McVey after a mutual friend set them up on a blind date. McVey is the founder, chairman and CEO of MarketAxess, a publicly traded and successful financial technology company. He popped the question in January.
This is the second marriage for both. Spencer shares two teenage children, daughter Katharine and son Duff, with ex-husband David Haffenreffer while McVey is also a dad to three grown daughters with his ex.
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Video from the ceremony was posted on Instagram by PEOPLE’s Editor-in-Chief Jess Cagle.
Spencer’s son Duff walked her down the aisle — wearing a dark suit, white shirt and pink tie — while Christina Perri’s song “A Thousand Years” played in the background.
Of course, all eyes were on Spencer. She wore a sleeveless Adam Zohar lace gown, with a mermaid skirt and sheer cutouts. The blonde beauty kept her hair up with loose pieces dangling in front, and a long white veil flowing from the back.
In the days leading up to their big day, Spencer shared photos of herself with McVey on a bike ride in Colorado.
She also posted a picture from Vail with her two kids. Both were captioned with a heart emoji.
Meanwhile, the newlyweds haven’t been shy about sharing their love on social media — Spencer often posts cuddly pictures of the two to Instagram.
Both were all smiles during a trip to Paris last July.
“The first 3 attempts at this selfie had the #eiffeltower coming out of my head like a single antenna #smallvictory #paris,” Spencer, 48, captioned a selfie in front of the Eiffel Tower.
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