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Like many other brides, I too wanted save-the-date magnets. Simple, effective, and might just prevent Aunt June from sneaking another bite of Ben & Jerry’s from the freezer.

Designed in Illustrator, they’re as large as I could make them while still being able to fit them in a 4-bar envelope. I also wanted the finished product to be hefty and not bend.

I thought about using Vistaprint, but there were a few drawbacks:

1. I only needed 60 save the dates.
2. The closest size they offered would need to be trimmed down.
3. Their magnets were only 0.4mm thick.

I looked around at other vendors that made heavier weight custom magnets, but the minimum was usually around 250. My matron of honor made magnets for her wedding and was quite successful, so if she could do it, so could I.
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My parents like to tell the story of when they took my brother and me to garage sales when we were youngins. While all the other children would be checking out the toys and games, Little Miss Pony would be checking out the shoes. Yep, shoes.

My love for shoes has been a lifelong affair that I don’t see ending anytime soon. It’s only natural that I would obsess over finding the perfect shoes to wear on my wedding day. And obsess I have.

These were my first loves:

Stuart Weitzman Pomposo (no longer available in red) / Image via Martha Stewart Weddings

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Mr. Snow Cone and I don’t live together currently; we didn’t come to this decision easily or quickly. Neither of us really harbors any deep opposition to premarital cohabitation, in general. However, through our discussions about our own living situation, we discovered that we were both against premarital cohabitation for us. Prior to last year, we had spent the previous four years 400 miles apart, visiting each other about once a month. When faced with the exciting prospect of finally seeing each other for more than 36 hours every 30 days, we wanted to make sure we handled this transition properly. Given how accustomed we had become to a long-distance relationship, we were nervous that going from two states away to two feet away would be too harsh of a transition too quickly. As a result, we decided to give ourselves a one-year grace period of living in the same zip code but not in the same apartment. I’m not trying to insinuate that we thought we couldn’t handle that large of a transition; we simply decided that we probably shouldn’t. We wanted to get accustomed to seeing each other daily without causing too severe of a shock to our individual and joint systems.

When we made our living decision, one reason to live separately centered on the wedding—we didn’t want to live together, establish a routine, have a grandiose wedding, and then revert right back to that routine.

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We’re going to take a little trip down memory lane and check out which dresses didn’t make the cut.

Dear Mr. High Wire,

Image via Alpine Porter

Thanks! I love you. Scroll quickly past this post, please!
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Back in summer 2009, when I was stranded in Ohio, miiiles away from Mr. Funnel Cake while my visa processed before I could return to Switzerland, I spent a lot of time on the couch watching TLC.

In one of the many episodes of Little People, Big World, Amy and Matt shared a story about how whenever they are in a crowd or at a party, they look at each other from across the room and say “elephant shoes” because the words form the same shape as saying “I love you.”

Image via Roloffs Online

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