Weddingbee Blog

Before I dipped my toes into the DIY-wedding-invitation wave pool, I offered to make Sissy’s bridal-shower invites. I made my sissy-in-law via my brother, Spiffy’s, bachelorette-party invites last year, and when I can find a sample I promise I’ll show you. Needless to say, after Spiffy’s I knew to buy the envelope first and make the invites from there. What? You mean the post office can’t just send out any old thing you make up? No sireebob. My already late-going-out invites started getting returned to me after only two days out in the big bad world. AFTER I had to hand make friggin’ envelopes. Lesson learned. Over. I ran to the post office to grab extra stamps. Only half came back, though, so now I was, and still am, inundated with friggin’ 10-cent stamps. If I have a bill I don’t want to pay, I slap five of those suckers on the envelope just to stick it to the man. I’m looking at you, $2000 ear-infection bills!

Oh yeah, back to Sissy’s invites. Sara and I had an epic adventure “just down the road” to Dedham (aka not 10 minutes from Providence) and found Paper Source. Swoon! Our epic adventure ended with my purchase of two stamps; not 10-cent stamps, but the kind with ink pads and, dare I say it, embossing powder. I bought the cute STD one, which will never get used, and a beautiful ring one. Once I offered myself up to Sissy’s invites, I decided to use the cute stamp. I stole, I mean borrowed, some ideas from Paper Source and came up with the following samples.

I think they look cute, but who the hell am I? Kidding. They were loved by all. I even custom wrote the poem that we used for the recipe cards. Next time I make shower invites, I think I’ll double bold, underline, and exclamation point the “surprise” part because some dumb dumbs decided it best to RSVP directly to Sissy. Not cool, ass hats! Although its better than the ass hats who decided not to RSVP at all.

We ended up choosing the bow, which was the best looking one anyway. I really wanted to test my mad embossing skills before the big project, but it just wasn’t meant to be. Such is life.

This time around, the invitation making was a lot more knowledge filled and less stress filled. So remember, folks, START WITH THE ENVELOPE!

The poem, for anyone interested in stealing it reads:

Her roses are pink

She’s got her something blue

Please write down your favorite recipe

To fill a cookbook before she says I do

Talent! Pure Genius! Some people got it, others just fake it with a roses and violets poem. Hehe.