Weddingbee Blog

Dear Martha,

When I first met you, I thought you were a leeeeetle too fussy for my taste. I flipped through an issue of your mag and couldn’t find one thing that applied to my life. Martha, let’s be real here: I don’t know what a dust ruffle is. For me, milk goes directly from the plastic jug into my coffee and, ergo, into my belly. So, no, I don’t need a method of cleaning and arranging antique creamers. I don’t know why people call curtains “window treatments”, and I don’t understand the purpose of a wall sconce. Is a sconce like a scone? Can I put butter on it and eat it? If not, I am not interested. If I ever host a dinner party, I will proooobably not forage for fallen branches to arrange in milk glass jars, or dabble in dimmers. I’ve never been to an estate sale, and the perfect Sunday morning involves jammies, pancakes, and television, not antiquing.

Despite our disparate lifestyles and views of what constitutes a good party (me: keg, you: fruit kabobs in decorative vases), I have to say, I prefer your wedding magazine to all others. Your Winter 2009 issue was the source for many of our initial decisions, and I will forever adore your approach to non-matching bridesmaid dresses, which I recently emailed to my ladies for inspiration. How cool, elegant, and lovely.

Thank you, Mar, for this. The next time I iron my monogrammed linen napkins, I will pour out a bit of lavender water for you, my homey.

Cheers,

P.Chips

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Did your love affair with Martha begin when you started wedding planning? Or did you find her much earlier in life?