Or I’m Only Allowed to Work with Paper Crafts From Now On.
Or Screw It, Ima Pay 70 Bucks for a Mr. Magic, a Miss Magic, and Two Cats.
Well, first things first: I had my first DIY fail. I tried to make cute painted cake toppers—a mini Mr. and Miss Magic! Sort of like this:
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Before reading wedding blogs and wedding magazines, I’d only heard of rehearsal dinners in the vaguest of ways. It wasn’t something that I thought was terribly common, so I wasn’t fussed about having one. Then I get into blogland, and start regularly buying Martha Stewart Weddings, and I realize that people send out invitations, they go to fancy restaurants, make speeches, have dress codes… This is totally not what will be going on for the Cinnamon Bun rehearsal. Invites? Nah. Speeches? Plenty of time for that at the wedding. Dress code? Steel toes.
We are setting up our venue ourselves, and we get access to it around 5PM on the Friday before our Saturday wedding. We’ve asked our bridal party, parents, and friends to meet us there so we can set up the space. We’ll have chairs to set up, decor to arrange, a faux-to booth to rig, tables and more chairs for the reception area, plus all the totally amazing, knock-your-socks-off DIY I’m planning. There will be pipe and drape to set up to hide some of the stuff on the walls in the venue, we’ll be putting chairs in orderly rows, not to mention unloading all this stuff from our car (and/or possibly a U-Haul, depending on what all we pick up that day! There is a limited amount of room in my 1992 hatchback).
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casper04 is selling a petticoat. She’s asking $45 for the size-10 petticoat.
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:
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Since I bought my dress off the rack, I’ve been lucky enough to have it with me for the past couple of months. It lives in its garment bag on the back of my parents’ bedroom door—and other than opening it up to stare at it every now and again, it’s stayed in its place for months. December turned into January, January turned into February, and now February is over: meaning that I need to start figuring out what I want to do with my wedding dress.
You would’ve thought that having it home with me would’ve been a constant temptation to try it on and waltz around the house in it—but nope. I’ve been putting it off, and not for a good reason. You see, I’ve been worried that I wouldn’t fit into my wedding dress anymore—and not in the good ‘I’ve lost a few kilos and it’s falling off me’ kind of way.
Back in my early days blogging for the ‘bee, I wrote a post explaining my struggle with losing weight.
Mr. Jaguar: it’s time to go. Dress picture ahead: you’ve been warned!
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I’m a DIY bride. I love spending hours on a craft project or invitation design and knowing that it’s destined to shine on our big day. I like to think I have a good eye for design and have the skill to execute the craft projects that are currently sitting on our to-do list, but when it comes to putting pen to paper and drawing out the design motifs for our wedding stationery, I hit a wall.
I have zero drawing skills but, fortunately for me, websites like Veer and iStockphoto exist to provide vector images to the artistically handicapped like myself. At about 15 bucks for a medium-sized image, the images on iStock and Veer are not cheap. But if you’re like me, with little to no ability to draw, it’s a nice alternative to paying someone to custom design your invites for you.
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I feel like you all know me but you don’t know much about my Mr. Crepe. Let me tell you a little bit about him by telling you the story of how he proposed.
It’s a little strange for me to be sharing this story because, to be honest, I’m not a romantic. I will carry on about shoes or a bag, but when it comes to my relationship I get shy. I hope that when I tell this story you’ll see a bit of who he is. (Between the two of us, he’s the sentimental one.)
Last September, I went to visit him in Nashville. This was a trip that was supposed to happen in June, but then due to work it was pushed to July and then to September. I didn’t understand why he was so agitated that the trips were delayed; he’s usually the kind of guy who can roll with the punches. I thought he just really wanted to see me, and that was sweet. Didn’t think too much about it at the time.
The weeks before my trip were super busy—wrapping things up at work, making sure everything was lined up so I wouldn’t have to worry about it while I was away, etc. But before I left, my dad was driving me to Staples when, out of the blue, he asked me in Mandarin, “So when you go there, you’ll get engaged, and then what will happen?” I was confused, but assured him that this was just a vacation—no one was getting engaged. Most of you are probably mentally face-palming, but my dad is like that—he’ll just ask random questions that don’t really make sense at the time—so I didn’t think anything was up. My first clue was actually when I called Mr. Crepe and told him what my dad had said, and he answered, “Just focus on finishing your work.”
Just focus on finishing my work? What kind of response is that? It’s weird, that’s what. But I have a history of ruining surprises with my incessant badgering, so I kept quiet. I convinced myself that I thought it was strange because I was HOPING a proposal was coming. Just a case of wishful thinking.
The next day, I got on a plane to Nashville.
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After the dances, our guests took a seat and it was time for the toasts!
MOH L was up first. Back story: Facebook came out during our sophomore year of college. Shortly after the relationship feature was added, everyone was quick to link up with their boyfriend/girlfriend. L and I were both boyfriend-less, and BM K had recently announced her relationship with her new beau. Not to be outdone, L and I decided that we would announce: our marriage! Our “married” relationship status remained throughout college, and a few years afterward. She began dating her now-husband…I began dating Mr. Buttons…but we remained married on Facebook…until Mr. Buttons proposed.
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Guess what I overlooked? Yep, lighting.
My lightbulb moment came this afternoon as I was running down our list of vendors. It’s an easy thing to overlook. DJs or tent companies are the usual suspects. For our reception, there is no tent company, as the tent comes with the venue. Our DJ can provide uplighting or dance lighting. (No thank you. We don’t want anyone to start rave dancing. I’m looking at you, Mr. P!) But what about overhead lighting?
It’s not like I haven’t thought about what we’d like. Here are some of my inspiration images for inside our tent.
Love the cluster of lanterns:
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Our newest bee met her husband-to-be in college and comes to us from the Midwest! Join me in welcoming Miss Sparkler to the hive!
Miss Sparkler, Chicago, IL
Age & Occupation: 27, Communications Aficionado
Fiancé’s Age & Occupation: 26, Publisher
Engagement Date: July 21, 2010
Wedding Date: September 2011
Venue: Chicago Illuminating Company
About Me: I’m a Southern lady living in the big city of Chicago. Well, lady may be a stretch, but I’m working hard to keep some Virginia charm in our sleek, urban, wedding-palooza! I’m addicted to marathons, not-so-famous bands, Chicago restaurants, and Mark Twain. I cry during SPCA commercials, and I think LOST was the best show to ever hit television. Mr. S and I met at a classy college mixer and, 7 years later, he’s still by my side. He’s the only child, laid back, free spirit… I’m the oldest of five kids, type-A, organizer. It doesn’t work on paper, but we’ve never paid attention to that stuff anyway. Somehow it works. And like they say, sometimes when you know…you just know.
