Weddingbee Blog

It’s true.

I stopped reading them because it had gotten to a point of mild obsession––refreshing my reader every 4 seconds to see what delightful wedding-candy would be brought forth. I suffered from OMGIWANTTHATTOO-itis.

“WAIT, I CAN PUT LITTLE FLAGS ON EVERYTHING THAT WILL STAY STILL LONG ENOUGH FOR ME TO APPLY GLUE? WAIT, THERE ARE GLUE REPLACEMENTS NOW?”

“I feel so insignificant.”

“OMG THIS REAL WEDDING IS SOO PERFECT. I AM IN LOVE.”

“Why can’t I pull off stellar things like that?”

“OMG EVERYONE LOOKS LIKE A SUPERMODEL. GAH, THEY ARE SO GORGEOUS.”

“Why am I still eating, again?”

“OMG BRIDESMAIDS IN LOUBS AND MARCHESA?!”

“I don’t think I’ll ever be able to settle on any ideas. I feel like a fail-bride.”

As you can see, OMGIWANTTHATTOO-itis turned into self-imposed failbride-itis. All of these beautiful weddings, half-or-more of them staged, were screwing with my psyche. (Truth be told, they still do.) How can one girl planning one wedding who has no experience at all live up to this giant cloud of fantastic? Seeing inspiration shot after inspiration shot after inspiration shot after inspiration shot… It just got to be too much for me. I needed to feel good and solid about what I was doing––no, what we were doing to make our wedding fabulous, fantastic, and us.

In planning a wedding, trying to graduate, trying to put on a ginormous senior exit show, and just trying to be a functioning human being, I realized that there was no room for the pretty anymore. I couldn’t lust after everyone else’s pretty and be unhappy with my own.

So I stopped. Cold turkey. My Google Reader has been abandoned for the most part—I only read things in my “real bride bloggers” section. From that I gain a feeling of, “Thank God. I’m not alone in being totally freaking stressed out. Weddings aren’t all ponies and rainbows all the time. It’s okay that I’m not a fairy princess.” I have all of the inspiration I need. It’s been time to get down to brass tacks. This has saved me so much sanity, so much money, and let’s face it, so much time.

Helpful as they were to me in the months before the “real planning” began––showing me what bananas things could be done at events, not everything was a cookie-cutter wedding that I abhorred, etc.––I now tend to only get pangs of guilt and unworthiness from reading them.

I will stay true to my aesthetic, our vision, and our hopes and crazy dreams for this wedding.

So, I’m sorry gorgeous wedding inspiration blogs. It’s not you, it’s me. I’m just on a hiatus from drooling over your photo shoots and grandeur for the time being. I’ll be back soon, promise.

I guess that’s enough wedding blasphemy for one day.

Who else has had to cut back on reading wedding inspiration blogs (or even magazines, for that matter)? Are you at the point in planning where it is doing more harm than good, or am I just an indecisive-and-overly-obsessive freakazoid?