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That’s right! I’m hopping on the bandwagon to DIY our cake, and I couldn’t be more pleased with myself. I wanted to DIY our cake from the start, but everyone called me nuts. For two years. It got old.
So, I asked my aunt who is in pastry school if it’s something she would want to do, but she didn’t feel ready I suppose and passed. There, I tried. It’s taken me these two years, but finally my parents are on board! I KNOW we can handle this together. My folks are miiighty talented in the kitchen whether it is savory or sweet. For me, it’s more about the taste of the cake than the look. My mom’s cakes are way better than a bakery’s, and our design is pretty darn simple:
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| Real Simple, Wilton candy letters, homemade buttercream |
3 tiers, two names, substitute candy letters and buttercream, and you’ve got our dream wedding cake.
And the flavor? The most important part?
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Mr. S and I are going to try to save as much money as possible with our wedding. Fortunately, a lot of our money-saving plans are also very environmentally friendly.
First off, we’re going to save on as many paper products as possible. We’re going to set up a website on which our guests can RSVP. That way, we’re not paying for extra cards, envelopes and postage, and we won’t be throwing things away after the responses are received and logged.
I love this idea of putting a chalkboard up instead of having escort cards. The same can be done with a menu.
I had this great idea to use bubbles as a ’prop’ to get Mr. Dolphin and me comfy during our couple’s pictures. It was a fabulous idea until…the bubbles fought back.
The bubbles went in our eyes, and our mouths. They were not cooperating!
By the way, Mr. Dolphin makes some of the BEST faces. Love him.
Well it certainly has been a hectic weekend down here, what with the earthquake in the South Island, the floods in the North (my uni campus is basically a lake right now!) and recuperating from our family road trip. But onwards and upwards with the blogging! I would be remiss if I didn’t spend some time talking about earrings on this blog, seeing as they are my moniker.
For a while I have had four piercings in my ears: two on each side. The first set (the “normal” ones I guess you could call them) I got at age 10, then a safety pin and a high school bathroom lead to my third piercing in my right ear at 16. Then last year, while sick with swine flu (note: don’t EVER do something like that when you have swine flu) a friend did my fourth one in my left ear. However this fourth piercing isn’t lined up or matched up with its partner on my right side (the third piercing—are you following this?). I was never bothered by that, because I don’t particularly care for symmetry, until Mr E gave me these studs for my last birthday in the hope that I would wear them in my third and fourth piercings for the wedding (my ’normal’ holes will have pretty dangly earrings in them):
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This past weekend among the flurry of craftivities (yup, crafting-activities), Mr. L and I decided to take a break and teach ourselves the Waltz.
And, what better way to find a Waltz lesson than on YouTube:
Despite his uncoordinated dancing abilities, Mr. L took pretty well to the YouTube instructional video and was soon dancing around the living room counting aloud, “1…2…3…1…2…3…1…2…3…” in what I think was a British accent (apparently the British like to Waltz).
I, on the other hand, wasn’t faring as well.
OK…just stick with me. I swear the title of this post will make sense soon enough! I realized that I hadn’t yet shared my bling with the hive, so without further ado…
But first, I have to give King Hippo credit. The man has great taste and style, and his choice of engagement ring for me was no exception. What’s interesting is that we had never talked about what kind of ring I would like. Never went window shopping together. Nothing. I casually mentioned at one time that I didn’t want a round center stone hoping that he didn’t think it was really a casual comment, but other than that, we really never talked about the ring that I would wear every day for the rest of my life. Little did I know that King Hippo was secretly searching the entire island of Manhattan for the perfect ring for me, and he found it!
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Finally, a Weddingbee giveaway for all you grooms out there. Check out this snazzy freebie from Mojuba!
We’re giving away one Groom Mojuba Wedding Emergency Kit: a collection of last-minute items that grooms need—but don’t know they need—on their wedding day. Groom Mojuba is a sleek, messenger-style bag containing necessities for the groom and groomsmen.
The bag comes in either lime green or tangerine, can easily convert into a briefcase by tucking the strap inside, and contains compartments that are perfect for organization and travel. These bags would also make great wedding-party gifts for all those difficult-to-shop-for groomsmen.
The Groom Mojuba is valued at $165!
You’ve got three chances to enter the contest:
You have until Wednesday, September 8 at 11:59 PM PST to enter.
Good luck!
So I’ve known for a while that I’ve been wearing the wrong bra, thanks to that tape measure stapled to my head. The problem is tit-slingers are damn expensive, so I could only imagine what a custom one would cost me. We started Weight Watchers at work in January, and I lost about eight pounds, making it painfully apparent that my 34D over-the-shoulder-boulder-holders weren’t fitting anymore. So finally, after YEARS of saying I was going to do it, got a profesh TIT FIT!!! YAY! What is my official size? 30F! Wowsers! This was not really a wedding-related task because my dress has a corset (so no bra necessary), but it will certainly make my back and my posture happier. So the moral of the story, ladies? Get your knockers checked out! I went to Deborah Winthrop in Portsmouth, Rhode Island. Her shop was voted Rhode Island’s Best in 2009 (which is a pretty big deal around here). They do have all the under-accouterments for your wedding as well: Spanx, booby cutlets, “I Do” undies, etc.
Apparently, men have wedding nightmares, too! At least one man, ahem—Mr. Plaid, had one.
I woke up Sunday feeling well-rested from our day at the lake on Saturday to a grumpy Mr. Plaid. Here’s how what it went down:
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LaHart01 captured some lighthearted moments on her wedding day with pink balloons.
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Mama Lioness is the antithesis of the stereotypical “mother of the bride.” I grew up in the South and view myself as a Southern belle, but that certainly doesn’t mean I have a Southern family. My family is from New England, and my mom grew up overseas. Her father was a diplomat, so she lived all over…mostly in South America and the Caribbean. Yes, Mama Lioness is actually more Latina than gringa. Hey, maybe that’s why I ended up with a Cubano!
I’m Southern, so I grew up dreaming of grande romances comparable to Scarlett & Rhett’s. I’m Floridian (and a Disney lover), so I also grew up dreaming of Prince Charming whisking me away as woodland creatures frolicked about. She’s slightly more practical than I am. She loves Mr. Lion, she loves that we’re happy, and she’s super excited about the wedding. But when it comes to every detail and every ridiculous expense, it’s hard for her to see why they’re important to me.
On the one hand, it’s nice having her a bit removed. I’m a control freak and I would not function well with an overbearing mother trying to be too involved in my decisions. On the other hand, sometimes I wish she understood why the smallest, dumbest traditions are so important to me.
Fortunately, I’ve found a way to solve this problem. Mama Lioness is super creative. I figured if I could find ways to incorporate her creativity and her individuality, she could be the mother of the bride that I want her to be without changing who she is. I’ve made an effort to stick to that plan, and so far it’s been quite successful; I think she really appreciates it! This is my first act of compromise:
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Shortly after our ceremony concluded, our photographer Molly found me and showed me the screen of her iPhone which had an image of the current radar. She said that the weather had been gorgeous, but that “this” is what was headed our way. Want to know what “this” looked like?
Um, yeah. That’s the actual radar image of the weather on our wedding day (I Googled our wedding date with the word “radar” and this historical radar image popped up…technology is neat!).
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Today I’m going to move away from talking just about the wedding to discuss marriage. I found a great article on Smartmoney, called “The Six Financial Mistakes Couples Make,” that explains a few big problems that cause finances to come between a couple.
According to the article, spending is the second most common reason couple fight. The solution?
Keep Spending in Check
Wrong Approach: “I’m a saver and you’re a spender. That’s the problem.”
Right Approach: “We both spend, but on different things. Let’s budget.”
This point really hit home with me because I think I’ve taken the wrong approach with Mr. Brooch dozens of times in the past (like last week! Yikes!). Even if I didn’t say that exact phrase (”I’m a saver and you’re a spender”), I’ve thought it.
Mr. Brooch likes to spend his money on expensive stuff. He likes to go out to really nice restaurants, and if he buys clothes, they have to be good quality, name brand. The thing is, he only shops every once in a blue moon, and we don’t go out to fancy restaurants all the time.
It’s hard to say what I spend my money on because I’m all over the place. I usually fritter away my money, refusing to buy anything too expensive, but ultimately still spending a lot. If it’s a friend’s birthday, I will splurge on dinner and drinks for him or her. If I’m in the mood for crafts, I’ll spend a pretty penny on a bunch of scrapbooking supplies. Catch my drift?
We both spend.
Yesterday was my scheduled Dress Pickup, Take 2. Not sure if you read or remember the first part of this story, but here’s what you should take away from the whole thing: “dress pickup” means “dress fitting and maybe dress taking-home if it fits the way we said we’d make it fit, but we might not have made it fit right, so it may just be another fitting.” Just FYI.
A brief review of our last visit: my dress was so tight around the ribs that I could barely breathe, and I was still sore the next morning from trying it on the night before. They gave me a hard time about letting it out.
I showed up this time prepared for battle. A small part of me hoped that it *wouldn’t* fit so I could just ask for my money back, make some loud complaints, and then wear my suit. We arrived and—shockingly (sarcasm)—couldn’t find someone to help us for our appointment. Finally we went into the room where they actually do the sewing, announced ourselves, and someone brought me my dress. It had the wrong name on it, but it was my dress. Way to show your customer service and organizational skills off, David’s.
I put the dress on, and…
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This past weekend, Mama Elephant and I set out on a couple vendor meetings (ceremony music and one last meeting with DJ/lighting company) and then decided to make an appointment for me to try on a couple of dresses.
Before you get you hopes up, there were no pictures allowed in the bridal boutique, so I don’t have any new pictures of me in dresses to share with you…at least not yet. 
Our dress-shopping outing began with a quick trip to Ross, where I followed Mrs. Scissors’ advice on getting some proper undergarments to wear to try on dresses. Using the trusty GPS, we found our way to the bridal boutique and got there before it even opened…oops! Our appointment was at 1:30, so we waited till about five minutes after the store opened, hoping that maybe we could get started early.
Our salesperson/dresser Marcy was so sweet! She prepared my dressing room while Mama Elephant and I started picking out some samples to try on. After Marcy saw the style we were going for, she began picking some out as well. We quickly accumulated quite a stack, so we stopped and headed for the dressing room. Mama Elephant sat out by the stand/mirror while I headed to the back and tried on the first dress.
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