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…a complete list of our vendors, but nothing makes me more nervous than actually writing a review. I have no problem with self-deprecation, but if I have to say anything negative, I get all red and flustered and just run. So I’ll say the good, hint to anything that was… not so good, and hope that since our wedding was so long ago, that all our vendors may have turned into dust and washed away. After the months I’ve been gone, I imagine you all thought I turned into dust… but no, I’m here with my vendor list!
I’m going to sort these in an order that may only make sense to me, so part one: The stuff that was so big, they came into my brain first.
A close friend of mine is getting married today, so I wanted to throw her a mini-bachelorette-party. It was an all day affair, but I won’t go into the list of things we did that may not interest anyone, and if it does, you can always ask. That is, if I don’t disappear off the face of the earth again…
My obsession with turning everyone I know, with boobs and without, onto Agent Provocateur led me to give them a call about having all the girls go and try on things, and pitch in for our friend’s bridal set. I would have settled for a just letting them know they were going to be invaded, but what we got was so much better I had to share.
It’s true, I do. I’m starting to look like golem and my skin is getting translucent from lack of exposure. I’m expecting to start de-evolving and crawl back into the water, and if I’m lucky, I’ll turn into this.
I love these things
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…about boobage. Now, I’m not overly endowed, but us itty-bitty girls need a way to keep them puppies in for some level of modesty. I’m sure it’d be less than wedding-appropriate to be nipping out all over the farm.Having an open back dress, I didn’t really have that many options, so I’m happy to say that the NuBra worked well for me. I cannot vouch for girls that have nice big melons, but for the mosquito bite troop, this may work for you!
Here it is working well:
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Yes, perhaps you do - but we can go ahead and pretend we’re strangers so we can avoid that awkward silence where you and I both try to conduct a conversation without admitting we don’t know who the other person is.
Despite my recent hermitous (no, that’s not a word) behavior, I did crawl out of my hole and make valentines for people. I’m sorry to anyone who received one as I was going through some crazy ADD moment and they are entirely non-cohesive, and it doesn’t help that my handwriting is that of a 4 year old being forced to write with their off hand. This is why fonts and emails were created, because people wanted to stop hiring hieroglyphic experts in order to read their birthday cards.
See this cute packaging?
A lot of people seem to want to know about the branches we used for our centerpieces, so here it is! We bought sandblasted manzanita from Nettleton Hollow and just laid the orchid blooms on the branches. That’s it! No glue, no wiring, they were just placed around the branches. I won’t say it was super fast since we had to do so many, but it was very very easy. Thanks to everyone who put them together for me - I was locked in the prep-room while it was put together.
This is how it looked on the table and on the guest book table:
Create the honeymoon of your dreams.
At least, of my day.
There aren’t very many photos of me getting ready, mostly because we shut the door to the room I was in. I’m not sure I’m missing out on any photos because of it; my dress doesn’t really have an attractive shape to it when it’s hung up - it looks like a lifeless drooping cloth.
On the other hand, the door was wide open when Mr. GB was getting ready (last minute, I might add) and there was a lot of confusion as to why his tie was so freakin’ long.. or maybe he’s just short. It’s a pathetic sight when you have 5 people in a room all unable to tie a single tie.
I’ll just tell you, Mr. GB cannot tie a tie to save his life. He didn’t even try.
I already admitted I know nothing about flowers and I threw my hands up when our floral designer asked me what I wanted. I literally had no clue what I wanted her to decorate the flower girl’s wagon or our chuppah with… I just nodded and looked worried. So when we decided to pick a floral designer, we went with someone who really knew what they were talking about and made us feel like we would get exactly what we wanted….. without even knowing what we wanted was called. She really understood that it wasn’t about color or a type of flower, but really about accenting the mood that we wanted to set for our wedding.
Nancy Liu Chin will blow you away when you meet her, she is just such a bubbly, enthusiastic person that you can’t help feel she’s truly excited to be a part of your day! Both Mr. GB and I felt run over with floral excitement as she energetically tossed out ideas and sketches, ooing and aahing over the possibilities in her mind. We felt confident that we had chosen the perfect person to do our flowers. Someone who knew a whole lot more than we did and was confident just going with it because our open mouthed nonsense was really of no help to her.
Our bouquets:
“He’s not Jewish”
-takes one look at Mr. GB’s photo- “No, he’s Jewish, what’s his last name?”
“xxxxberg”
“He’s Jewish”
“Everyone thinks he is, but he’s not!”
-looks at the ceremony marker- “He’s Jewish.”
Despite all the things that would make Mr. GB very apparently Jewish, he is not. And while he doesn’t mind people making the mistake, he thought it would only further convince people that he was a liar when they saw his ceremony marker… that looks kinda like a chuppah. It is 4 poles with fabric held between them, but it’s just a nice marker for the ceremony! We wanted some natural that offered some covering, and this seemed like the perfect thing to just erect on the farm that didn’t seem completely out of place. We wanted everything to be natural and low-key, and this was no exception.
I did! Yes, after all the horrible things we went through, from wishy-washy dress reconsiderations to an alteration manager that made me feel like poo, I did finally get a dress and have it altered! Which dress was it? The original dress, of course!
Mmm lace…
Originally, we hadn’t planned on having a ring bearer or a flower girl - neither of us had any nieces or nephews, nor did we know any children… or do we? It completely slipped my mind that my best friend from elementary school had two adorable, well behaved, awesome kids! So one phone call later, we decided that her son would pull his sister up the aisle in a radio flyer!
… for logging onto the chat with all the other bees - now I feel horribly guilty that I’m not blogging regularly! That and everyone now knows I’m not dead/sick/lost all my fingers to a horrible case of gangrene… that I’m fully capable of writing and just haven’t. I just want you to know it’s not you, it’s me.
So where are my professional photos!? Um, well, behind me on our credenza, waiting, in a box and a book and not currently accessible on my computer. This is entirely due to our laziness on not picking up the cd with our photos. But I owe it to you, so here are some photos our friends and family look of me looking like an idiot… err, I mean, looking elegant in my korean hanbok.
If you’re wondering why my outfit is not the same as before, my mother decided on the night before to change my hanbok, so that midnight trial run actually meant nothing. The Korean ceremony took place immediately after the first ceremony, I didn’t have any time to say hello as my aunt and mother grabbed my arms violently and dragged me inside to change.
I have no excuses! I’ve been gone because I didn’t have any pro photos to show you! But it has been a full month since the day of and we are… still working on those thank you cards, I swear.
Besides the daily “did we get photos yet?” question I ask Mr. GB, I have been focusing on decorating the house, as I did before the wedding (and promised myself I wouldn’t do during the planning, but did anyway). And what better time wasting activity is there than painting a room!
I’ve been meaning to paint a few of the rooms, but it’s really daunting to get up on a ladder and get the ceiling, or to cover the floors… and as much as I love picture rails, masking them off on both sides is pain in the ass. Alas, to get me to shut up about not having any wedding crafts to do, constantly whining about not having photos, and not having things to talk about on weddingbee…. Mr. GB agreed to break his back and paint the bedroom with me. He’s so good that he let me pick the color without a peep about how bright it is.
before:
So, the day came and went, but somehow, a lot of our stuff… didn’t. Spread between my parents’ home, his parents’ home, and our place is a ridiculous amount of items. Some of the items I can see myself keeping, we set aside the board games, about 6 seat cushions, and all the Ann Wood birds that were not given to our helpers. My sister suggests putting everything together and ebaying it as a pre-made wedding, ha!
This is my excuse for being vacant, I’m going to claim that my laziness and complete lack of posting is due to Mono*. It’s not because I’m in the post wedding lull. It’s not at all a depression based on having very few photos of the event. It’s because I’m too tired to do anything other than drag my slug-like body down the hall to pour myself a bowl of cocoa puffs…
I had PTWS (just like Mr. Monkey’s description) and had Mr. GB go into the garage and paint our placeholder dining room table’s legs. I say placeholder because we do intend to get something nice, but until we can, I couldn’t look at the plain legs and be satisifed… well, I had PTWS. Ask me now and I’ll sniff dirty socks and think “oh.. not so bad… I can wear these if only I can avoid laundry one more day…”
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Mrs. Gummi Bear, San Francisco Age and Occupation: 25, Japanese Importer/Illustrator Fiance's Age and Occupation: 24, Game Developer/Programmer Engagement Date: April 15, 2006 Wedding Date: October 13, 2007 Blogging Since: June 19, 2007 Venue: Organic farm an hour from San Francisco About Me: I live for anthropologie, design blogs, sweets, japanese zakka, and vintage goods. We just bought our first home together and live with our two puppies and cat - it's a strange mixture of vintage, high-tech (we have 7 computers and 21 video game systems in all), and a whole lot of fur. Our wedding tries to embody the Japanese idea of "slow life", which is truly taking the time to enjoy food, company, and your environment!
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