Wedding Blog

Yup. That’s me. Mrs. Dew Drop, wedding blogging procrastinator extraordinaire.

But a little sympathy, please—it’s kind of tough taking this big, emotional, life-altering event and reducing it all to writing. It’s been almost two months after the wedding, and I’m still not sure what to say.

You see, I really wish I could tell you that the lead up to the wedding was perfect. Or at least…

So, say you have some wrapping paper, like so:

And you are wondering what to do with it.

You should probably acquire some small black frames from Target:

Mr. DD’s favorite food is cheese, and mine is ice cream.

Yes, we’re very pro-dairy around the Dew Drop household.

Clearly we needed to incorporate our love of dairy products into our wedding. But how? We briefly considered just tying a cow outside the venue door, but, of course, I was concerned about the cow clashing with our theme and colors. It’s wrong to paint a cow turquoise and gold, right?

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away…

Okay, it wasn’t really like that. Let me start over.

Not too long ago while slouched over on the sectional in the living room, I decided to get my act together and figure out what kind of flowers I wanted for the wedding. Well, I already knew I wanted ruffly flowers, but that was about it. I…

Remember where we left off in my wedding dress story?

I had bought a dress that I thought I wanted, and I was left waiting it for it to come in. Yeah, the dress was a little lower at the neckline than I preferred, but I convinced myself that this would be less of an issue in a dress that fit me properly. (The sample dress…

Back in April, I paid a visit to sunny (but decidedly not hypoallergenic) Coppell, Texas. I was there paying a spur of the moment visit to my flower girl Z (and, okay, the rest of her family, too). Z was very anxious to talk to me about what her “little dress” would look like. She thought it should have butterflies on it.

I wasn’t quite sure of my ability to find a flower girl dress with butterflies on it, so I convinced her that petals were just as good.

This is a story about the importance of paper.

There was an invitation I liked:

I saw it on a website. I ordered a sample. It seemed to take a while, but one day it arrived in the mail. I liked the look of it in person, the feel of the raised lettering. I showed it to Mr. DD. He held it in his hands and looked…

So here’s how I remember it.

One day I was minding my own business; the next day complete obsession had set in.

I had become a bona-fide Flickr stalker.

It all started when we had our engagement shoot with our super talented photographer Erica Berger. A day or so later, I saw on Facebook that Erica had posted some of our pictures on her Flickr stream. I scrambled…

So… you want to be an expert procrastinator like me?

Here’s my 12-step plan for sending out wedding save the dates:

Step 1: Look online for ready-made save the dates. Decide none of them will work. Inform your fiance that you’re going to make your own!

Step 2: Look online for inspiration on making your own save the dates. Repeat this step frequently until you’re completely confused about what you…

Back in April, Mr. DD and I had a week where we found ourselves completely over wedding planning. Note that I didn’t say completely over with wedding planning. We had just been working hard to knock a few wedding tasks off our ever-growing list, and this, coupled with work stress and moving (and a lot of swearing and vowing to hire professional movers next time), had…

This wedding is making me think that there are major gaps in what I know. For instance, I know next to nothing about flowers.

Hmm, maybe I need to get Mr. DD to bring me flowers more often?

I’m not sure how this happened. I mean, I do know some basic types–roses and daisies and tulips and orchids. And it turns out that my sister had hydrangeas…

So, yes, Mr. DD and I are exchanging Indian floral garlands at our wedding. (Although sadly, ours won’t be nearly as exciting as these.)

But that’s not what I’m talking about. For some reason, I keep contemplating garlands like these:

It never really occurred to me to wear a veil for our wedding. Maybe this is obvious—as I’ve mentioned before, I’m wearing my wedding dress for the reception only. I’ll be wearing a sari for the ceremony. And although I could pull the pallu (loose end) of my sari over my head to keep covered during the ceremony, I’m not sure I feel comfortable doing that.…

So, as you may have noticed by now, I’m Indian and Mr. DD is not.

He’s German-and-Welsh-and-Scottish. Not Indian at all.

This somehow causes everyone we know to immediately imagine we’re going to have some sort of über-Indian wedding. I’m the bride, after all. Shouldn’t my childhood dream wedding win out?

As I mentioned earlier, my family is Ismaili Muslim. That means no mandap, no fire, and no…

But I really want them.

A lollipop flower in a cupcake. Genius, right?

We’re having a shower this weekend. And while I would have dropped shameless pointed hints to my mom and to bridesmaid R that I would really love to have these cupcakes, it seems there’s already a different, super-cute cupcake decorating idea in the works.