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I was on the phone with SistahChips and she spoke carefully: “Mom told me that she really loves your dress—really does—but mentioned how she always pictured taking you to a bridal salon like Priscilla of Boston.” And then the bomb. “She was sad.”
Me: Sigh.
This is Portuguese guilt. It is entwined very strongly with Portuguese Love (also see: Portuguese Food). I didn’t quite understand it until we visited the Azores last June. At the airport, in line for customs, we watched a Portuguese mother holler at her son for running off without telling her. Both were sobbing and shaking and apologizing and blaming. My sister and I turned to each other with raised eyebrows: our childhoods suddenly made a lot more sense.
It’s a hard thing to explain and I’m probably not doing a very good job at it. But it’s innate, it’s in our bones. A strong sense of guilt and a ridiculous need to please others is passed down from one generation to the next.
Against my better judgment, I think I’ll acquiesce, make the appointment at Priscilla of Boston, and give my mom the moment she’s apparently dreamed of.
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I know I know, you want pictures. I need to wait for online reviewing to end first, then the recaps shall begin!
A few weeks ago our DJ, Evan, emailed me asking if I’d be willing to write a review for them, because he’d like it to be their 150th review on WeddingWire. I said, “sure!” Because not only do I love reading reviews, I enjoy writing them too!
It’s important to note however, that Evan didn’t ask me explicitly to write a positive review, because we all know how I feel about that. After checking out Evan’s blog post about WeddingWire/150th review, I learned a bit about the vendor perspective of reviews. The post however, had me start thinking of my own relationship to reviews.
It reached an almost neurotic level when it came to crafting our registry. I would search through hundreds of product reviews on Amazon. I’d go through the 5 star ones and the 1 star reviews, attempting to get an accurate picture. I did this for every single item on our registry. Every single one. I had this entire “you try before I buy” mentality about the whole thing. Anything I wasn’t 100% sure about I put on the BBB registry because of their return policy.
If I’m that way about a blender… imagine how far off the deep end I went with vendor reviews.
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Mr. GT thinks I’m planning an excessive amount of food for MOH-Ho’s shower, and dared me to do a post asking your opinion. I ain’t scurred! While I’m at it, I’m gonna show you the setup of it all, too.
Here is the main buffet table that will feature 10 desserts:
Oy, the Bunny Bridal Countdown has been languishing as of late. We’d best get a move on or it’ll be my first anniversary before I finish recapping that shindig!
After polishing off the too-small experimental Pepperidge Farm coconut cake, I was back to square one with no cake ideas.
All the cakes I saw online were too fancy or too complicated. I wanted something simple, rustic, and cheap! A wedding featured on Style Me Pretty in early June caught my attention with this beauty:
Simple and lovely, and just the right size for a cutting cake!
Around that same time, I fortuitously received an e-mail from Mr. Bunny’s sister, offering the services of her mother-in-law, who bakes and decorates cakes for friends and family. A few emails later, and ba-da-boom, our cake was taken care of, right?
Well, not quite.
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So, it has been two years since Mr. GB and I said our ridiculous vows and got married. So how have things changed?
We look so sweet!
Well, Mr. GB still lives in constant fear of being kanchoed when going up stairs, so I can safely say our relationship is pretty much the same. We did move from our cute place in Lake Merritt to a larger, cuter place in the Castro… still on the top floor for optimal butt poking opportunities, of course!
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The ideal age difference between a couple is ___. Why do you feel this way?
Mrs. French Bulldog - I obviously can’t speak for other couples, but we’re only a month or 2 apart and it is ideal for us. I’d dated men older than me in the past and always felt like they thought they knew better than me because they were older. We like being “on the same level”.
Miss Frozen Yogurt - I don’t think that I ever considered what an ideal age difference would be; however, I never would have guessed that my future husband would be YOUNGER than me. That’s right, 2 years younger (I almost didn’t give him a chance because of it, such an ageist!). I’ve always felt mature for my age, and just assumed that I would have to date someone older than me to compensate for that. Well, Mr. Fro Yo always felt the same way, so it just works for us, and has never been an issue. Although sometimes when we talk about what grade we were in when such and such happened, I’m reminded and then it’s funny to think about.
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Create the honeymoon of your dreams.
Why hello there, hive. It’s good to be back!
Look, it’s candy mice! Right in between candy swans and candy piglets! I saw these at a chocolate shop in Paris and couldn’t resist taking a picture.
Now that I’ve distracted you with cuteness, my recaps can officially begin! I’m going to start with our European honeymoon. Originally we wanted to go to Greece, but we decided it would be fun to throw in a few nights in Paris and then take a train through France and Italy, stopping in Milan for one night. After Milan, we flew to Greece, where we spent a week traveling to two islands and then finished up the trip in Athens.
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At this point, it was feeling more like the quest for my wedding dress was equivalent to searching for the Holy Grail, but I knew that I had to find something that I loved. One day on a whim, I went to the classifieds section of Weddingbee and did a search for a bridal gown in my size. I had tried enough sample size dresses to know what size I fit in “wedding dress world”, which is essentially 2 sizes bigger than in the real world (um, what happened to vanity sizing?).
I scrolled through page upon page of gowns, when all of a sudden, I found one that might be plausible. It was a couture dress that a girl had bought as a sample. She was now considering a beach wedding, and had purchased three separate dresses for her wedding in her search for her dress. (Obviously, a girl after my own heart!) She needed to sell the two she wasn’t wearing, so she was listing them at a reduced rate. I emailed her and got more pictures of the gown. And it was absolutely gorgeous. Every time I looked at it, I loved it. Still, I was nervous about buying something sight unseen (and not tried on!). What if it didn’t fit? What if she was a scam artist, selling me a box of sand and not a wedding dress? I talked to my Momma French Fries and Mr. French Fries (who both should be considered for sainthood after all of this) and they both said the same thing: that if I loved it and was sure it was the final dress, my wedding dress, that I should order it.
Throughout my wedding dress shopping, I continually second guessed myself.
Mr. French Fries… this is your exit. Do not scroll down, do not pass “Go”, do not collect $200. Vamoose!
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Our invites are finished being pressed!!!
Yes, I am proficient with MS Paint. And this is just 1/2 of one of the stacks I received… sigh. LOVE THEM!
I just got our envelopes over the weekend so I could start addressing them (by hand… more on that little bit of insanity/epic fail another day…), and a tiny little part of our invitation suite - the rest will be here early this week!
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When I first wrote about our wedding day music, I mentioned that I planned to dance with my mom to “Brown Eyed Girl” since I won’t have a father daughter dance. Well, that was before my ride to Savannah yesterday to tie up some last minute loose ends.
I was just minding my own business as I made the very boring 4 hour ride from my house to our wedding host city when I ran across a song that literally brought me to tears one verse in. I normally listen to sports radio or a pop/hip hop station when in the car. But I was in a “dead zone” where the only stations that would come in were country (mind you, this IS Georgia).
Don’t get me wrong, I do like my country music having grown up most my life in a very rural-pageant and festival lovin’-three stop light-one high school for the entire county-most dirt roads in the state-your dad is probably a farmer-everyone drives tractors on the last day of class-we fixin’ to go do sumin’-south Georgia town. I especially love to listen to country in the summer months. I can’t take a boat ride on the lake without blasting some Kenny, Tim, or Alan on the iPod. But I just normally don’t listen to country, so I’m a little behind on any new songs.
As I was scanning stations, I caught this song at about the 1:30 mark:
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Tsrfrust is selling 100% hand-blown Murano Venetian-style crystal candelabras. She has six candelabras available, each 33″ high, with five silver cups (to hold five tapered candles).
The bases are pre-wired for electricity, and will be sold with the electric and fixings to wire the arms for lightbulbs. They are already assembled and will be available after January 1st.
She’s asking $150 each, but would prefer to sell them as a set.
Have a wedding item for sale? Post it with pictures in the Weddingbee classifieds and you might see it featured on the blog!
Other great items for sale:
Beautiful matching suites of flawless invitations have caused me to wipe a bit of drool off my chin more than once.
From Martha Stewart’s always elegant “Wedding” magazine pages,
Every time I hear the word “ladies” nowadays, I can’t help but think of Demetri Martin:
An easy way to sound like a creep is to add the word ‘ladies’ to the end of things you say. It can be harmless too, but it just makes you a creep. ‘Yeah after college I spent two years in the peace corps… ladies?’ The more harmless it is, the more of a creep you become. ‘I broke my arm. I need help… ladies?’
Back to the topic at hand! There are some settings in which I cannot imagine having a bad time with my ladies. This is definitely one of them:
Numbered vases, personalized china, monogrammed napkins…
We’ve all seen those photos of sweet little pink-cheeked children looking oh-so angelic at weddings, with their mussed up curls and their cute little dresses. Seriously, who doesn’t love a little boy in a tiny suit?:
I’m so over big bows and mini-brides (was I ever under them?)! I love the idea of dressing our flower girl in a preppy little J.Crew number. I don’t know what it is about the ‘Crew; I haven’t shopped there in years, but their stuff lately has got me coveting! I covet!!
Like Jezebel.com writes, “J.Crew’s Ovary-Busting Children Should Come with a Warning.” Their caption is spot-on!
For crying out loud. The cute is killing me. Can I sue? Can my ovaries sue? Can my empty uterus sue? I’ve always kind of been the person who was like, oh kids. Those are for poor people and rich people. I’d rather spend my money on vacations to Tahiti and Japanese lessons. But I forgot how utterly adorable they could be. If only it were as easy as dialing J.Crew’s 800 number and putting one on your MasterCard.
Proof?
I love their expressions; the one on the left looks like she might choke you. The other one is like, B*tch please!
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