Posts tagged ‘wedding’

November 1st, 2009

Nothing up my sleeve… oh wait, there aren't any

Picking up where I left off a few entries ago, prior to interruptions from visiting parents and unexpected surgical procedures, I was walking through how things had evolved from the original wedding plans I had cooked up in my head. So, we’d gone from 40 to 140 guests, backyard to restaurant, and from one date to another. Having never really thought about having a wedding or getting married for that matter, I had no clue what kind of wedding I wanted – dress, colors, themes, music – all foreign to me. I initially was thinking that I didn’t really want a dress and was looking at salwar kameez, but veered away from that. Then, I thought maybe incorporating a subtle steampunk theme would be fun. I made the mistake of letting my Mom google it unsupervised and she panicked a little. Then, my friend finally dragged me to the dress shop.

I went with three friends. When we walked in, the samples/sales rack was out and two of them pointed out a two piece dress that I rather liked, but was four thousand sizes too small. Besides, it was slightly poofy and I thought I wanted a simple, as not poofy as you can get dress. I also thought I wanted sleeves. The problem was when I tried those dresses on, none of them did it for me. So, our salesperson began just bringing in random dresses. She managed to find one quite similar to the one my friends had pointed out in the beginning.
Wedding Dress

As you can see, it met my need for simple – no decoration, no lace. It was just dress and I adored it. It even had a train which I swore I didn’t want because of the wedding being outdoors but the salesperson showed me how we could bustle it up. Suddenly, it also met my interest in having a neo-victorian feel to the wedding attire. Plus, it went nicely with the fabulous apple green wrap I’d found (and already purchased). The pic is a relatively close approximation of the dress, minus the sash. Focus on the dress part because it really is kind of an awful picture.

Needless to say, my Mom was pleased that I wasn’t wearing something bizarre. She’s still pretty hesitant about the apple green wrap, but I’m hoping to win her over at the first fitting. In the meantime, I need to re-lose ten pounds that I’ve gained since I bought the dress. My bustline was one size (the smaller size). My waist was a middle size. My behind was a bigger size. I went with the middle size; so, I need to actually fit into the dress. That’d be helpful. I should have gotten the bigger size, but oh well, water under the bridge.

As for the price tag, it was surprisingly reasonable. I went into the whole process imagining the worst and not wanting to spend a ridiculous amount of money on a dress. By the time I’m done with alterations, the price tag should be right around $600. I think I did pretty well.

October 28th, 2009

There were incidents and accidents. There were hints and allegations

One of the most interesting parts of planning a wedding is the “Oh hey, I know so and so who does $foo” or the equally amusing, “Oh hey, did you know so and so family friend does $foo and is really darn good at it?” I’ve had a lovely surprise of that sort over the past week which cemented itself today. For this, I am both happy and thankful.

In the myriad of wedding blogs that I’m reading, I see so often that people have someone in the wedding party who is a florist or decorator or wedding planner or just downright craftastic. I am not craftastic. My wedding is in another state so even if I happened to be craftastic, the notion of hauling a ton of anything to Colorado is daunting. My wedding party, also not local to the wedding venue, is not craftastic. My Mom and sister-in-law, who are local, are both scrapbooking sorts but after looking at the cost to make invitations vs. buying them… buying.

Seeing all the amazing and lovely DIY wedding bits and pieces certainly makes me want to be crafty, but alas, I am not. Well, I made a scarf last winter, but rather than trying to be magically and suddenly crafty, I’m investing my energies (and injuries which I typed instead of typing energies and I find amusing) in finding unique and wonderful creations by others. I’m also quite intentionally seeking extra creative license enabled input from those who are creating the variety of crafty things that a wedding entails. Granted, that means I’ve been extremely thoughtful when selecting vendors; I’m placing a lot of trust in their judgement.

So, while I won’t have the wonderful homey creative air that DIY can bring. I will have fostered creative inspiration and given myself room to breathe (and not worry about getting various projects done at the last minute). I think the breathing room is more important to me right now.

October 25th, 2009

Busy, busy brains

Between work and my personal life, my brain is feeling kind of full at the moment. I’m still trying to wrap my head around the fake/real fiancé-ness (which is bounding closer to real every day). Let me explain… as far as we’re concerned, we’re engaged, but we want both sides of the family to feel comfortable so we bumped the official engagement timeline until after everyone has had a chance to meet – Thanksgiving.

It hasn’t stopped us, or I should say me, from beginning the planning process. Prior to the fake fiancé, I had put little (if any) thought into a wedding. I didn’t really have a clue where to start. Thankfully, my google-fu is strong. Translate that as, ‘I started voraciously consuming wedding blogs and any other information I could find.’

My foray into wedding information pretty much confirmed what I expected. Wedding’s are an expensive proposition. I wasn’t planning on anyone in particular contributing so I set out to have a teeny wedding and that’s where the choices started.

First, what state? I live in Minnesota. My parents and my brother+sister-in-law+3 kids live in Colorado. The fiancé’s family lives in Michigan. I decided Colorado made the most sense since. I decided to have my teeny wedding in my parent’s backyard. That plan didn’t last long.

While an extremely small wedding would have included the bulk of my family, it would have left out nearly all of his. Plus, I was informed by both sides that I wasn’t going to be the sole contributor. I was forced to rethink my position. Truthfully, I wanted to do something slightly larger, I just couldn’t fund anything bigger than 40 or so by myself.

After some discussion the guest list increased to 140 (or so) and my Mom sent me a magazine with Colorado wedding venues. After being further horrified by price tags and ridiculous requirements, I found a place I not only liked but which was exciting. They just didn’t have the date I wanted. After some brief discussion, I was convinced to be date-flexible and book the place I really wanted rather than make the reverse compromise. A smart choice, I think.

So, we went from 40 to 140, from backyard to restaurant, and from one date to another. But wait, there’s more…


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