Our invites are officially in the mail!
And can I just say, it took a bit of an adventure to get them there. Remember in part one where I was going with Vistaprint to do the inserts? That didn’t happen.
You see, Vistaprint ONLY has horizontal layouts available for their flat notecards. And no matter how huge/high-res my files were, they kept uploading slightly blurry. So I scrapped that idea and went with a really highly regarded local print shop instead.
And you know what? It was half the price and done quickly, and it was SO nice to work with an actual person, face to face.
So while the inserts were being printed, I went on another quest: belly bands or the equivalents to go around our pocketfolds. Mr. W and I both loved the look of laser-cut bands, but the price point was a bit ridiculous, so we tossed around a few other options—ribbons, lace, and even fancy paper—before settling on our final pick.
Our initial favorite—sorry bout that blurry photo.
Mr. W’s favorite. Who knew he liked lace and flowers? But 27 bucks a yard!
Definitely within our price range and available, but neither of us liked it that much
Another contender that neither of us really liked: It was pretty at first, but where the ribbon bent, the gold flaked off.
I initially thought ribbon would be a good option—lots of choices, lots of yardage, and pretty easily available. But it turns out, finding 30 yards of the stuff is a bit difficult—either it was only available in that quantity online or it got expensive FAST.
So we went back to the drawing board and started thinking of simple paper bands. Paper’s cheap, there’s tons of variety (both Mr. W and I work near Paper Source and Michaels), and it’s basically designed to be folded.
And one day at lunch, when browsing Michaels for paper, I stumbled across some pretty paper punches, on sale. And one of them reminded me a little of interlocking wedding rings. Plus, they kinda looked like the laser cut Mr. W and I liked.
Paper punch belly band: I REALLY need a new phone. My camera is garbage.
I was sold. I bought some simple, lightly textured gold paper and the paper punch. All told, I think the supplies for the bands cost 22 bucks (and that includes the Diet Coke I was craving).
Then we spent the better part of a rainy Sunday cutting paper, stuffing envelopes, double-checking addresses (we opted to print them on our printer rather than splurge for calligraphy), and wrapping, gluing, and stamping everything.
Stuffed envelope: Not everyone gets the smaller two cards, but everyone gets the top two. Pardon my garbage censor job. I’m still thrilled that Trump Tower did NOT make the skyline.
Mr. W found the easiest way to deal with the bands was a single dot from a glue gun, so he took care of those, while I took care of the stuffing and sealing. Bowie, as one would expect, was basically no help. But she was FASCINATED by the smell of the glue gun, so there’s that.
Not pictured: the puppy trying to eat our extra RSVP envelopes
Of course, despite having three people proof them, I noticed a small error on the information page. For a brief moment, I thought about having it reprinted, but Mr. W talked me down. The information’s there, everything’s correct, it’s just missing a line break.
And honestly, I’m happy with the way these turned out. They’re clean, classic, and pretty. Not like Squid level of beautiful—because OMG, how is that even possible—but they work for our wedding.