[ Thursday, October 05, 2006 ]
A month later...
Apologies.
I just really forget about this thing.
It's so easy to forget.
It's so easy to get caught up in weekends, trying to keep the house clean, fitting everything in, ordering, ordering, ordering & then here you go, it's a little over a month later & I remember....sometimes I like writing about my life in this thing I have called a blog.
Since Dave proposed, I've been scouring wedding magazines, looking for pretty ideas & interesting decorations. I have a look in mind for our wedding: rustic, posh, contemporary, vintage. Such a mixture. I've loved so many ideas I've seen in magazines, especially stationary & invitations, save the dates & menus. I'm drawn to paper items. I think they're one of the most important elements of a wedding. What I don't love are the prices. Wedding invitations are out of this world expensive. It's absolutely crazy. And yet, I want them, want them, want them. The solution? I'm making my own stuff. As of right now I've made 143 Save the Dates, hand-stamped a beacoup of thank you notes, made 200 rsvp's & 200 reception cards, pre-folded 200 invitation shells & pre-folded 200 program shells. This may have been the wrong direction & after all is said & done I may wish that I'd have just bought the invites, but I have way prettier paper items than I ever could have afforded. And to me, that matters.
So I've become a do-it-yourself bride.
And everything is coming along as planned.
Except the dress.
Saturday, for fun, I went dress shopping with Billie & Sam & Katie. I kind of already have an idea of the look I want. So at first I was resistant to trying on anything else so as to avoid confusion. After trying on dress after dress & spending the afternoon wiggling into piles & piles of fluff, I was done. And confused. None of the dresses looked good on me. None gave me that 'ah, now the sky will open up & hallelujah will play' feeling. Most of them didn't fit & by the way...death to salesgirls who bring a size 18 girl a size 8 dress & expect her try it on just to see if she likes the shape. (I couldn't even get my arm through the armholes! which caused fits of laughter to eminate from the dressing room & Billie to almost pee on herself when I held my arms up with the dress about my elbows & said 'How does it look?) So I am confused. Maybe I want something different than what I had envisioned. Maybe I want silk instead of lace. Flowers instead of a veil. Maybe I want poof instead of a simpler a-line. I don't know anymore.
Skinny women have it so easy. They just do.
This dress thing will be the end of me.
I just want something pretty & comfortable (within reason), something that looks good with my shape, won't require me to stand in one spot the whole night & hopefully won't require me to sell a kidney on the black market.
Is that too much to ask for?
Anyway.
The Office is on tonight & I love it.
That's so boring.
There's a big ass demolition derby this weekend. And I LOVE that.
Maybe later I'll have some pictures of my DIY accomplishments.
Maybe.
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