Weddingbee Blog

Macs has always been a french cuff kind of guy. It was one of the few stipulations he had about his attire. Macs owns several pairs of cufflinks already, but I wanted to get him something special just for the wedding. Since his boutonnière turned out amazing, I thought a matching pair of cufflinks would be perfect.

image via The Perfect Necktie

But the blog post in which I saw them was dated back in 2009 and the store they linked to no longer had them. I was so bummed, I looked through pages upon pages of search results before finally finding them in stock in a store in the UK.

I quickly placed my order with them, and according to their site I should have them within 7-10 business days. Well, ten days passed and then another ten. The cufflinks went MIA and the tracking perpetually said ‘processing’. I contacted customer service and they said I had to wait another 5 business days before reporting them lost.

At 12AM on the 25 day I fired off another email asking if they could send another pair. They told me I was in luck that they had one more pair in stock. Thirteen business days later, they showed up.

I was so excited and had planned on saving them for the day of the wedding but after the whole ordeal I couldn’t wait. They ended up being an early birthday present to Mr. Macs with the condition that he wouldn’t wear them till the wedding. He agreed, but then three weeks later as we were getting ready to go out I saw him reach for the box. I asked him what he was doing and he looked down at me with big puppy eyes and said “But we’re just going out to dinner!” I couldn’t say no, so I affirmed only tonight.

When we got back home he took off the cufflinks and placed them in the palm of my hand. When I looked down I let out a huge sigh followed by the kind of “Honey!” you say when someone’s about to go into the doghouse:

A star had fallen out! I checked our apartment, the car and his pockets. I couldn’t find it anywhere. I was so angry I cried, and Macs couldn’t understand why. “Just order another pair from the same place,” he nonchalantly said. “When I told you they were hard to find I meant it! So much for wearing them at our wedding!” I yelled. Macs thought I was overreacting, but after ten minutes of searching he couldn’t find them either. We make it a point to never go to bed angry but that night I couldn’t help it. I was mad at myself for showing them to him, given the whole ordeal and especially since I knew he’d want to wear them.

Several weeks passed and I eventually got over it. I had plenty of time to find another pair of cuff links, but I knew they wouldn’t be as cool as those. Then one day while checking the mail there was a pathetic excuse for a package in our box. It was crumpled and water stained, and the tape sealing it shut had started to peel up. Almost 4 months later the first pair of cuff links finally arrived. I was so stinkin’ happy! I told Mr. Mac the exciting news and this time he agreed he’d save them for the wedding. Who knew something so small could cause so much grief.

Did you have any online order issues that made you go postal?