Now that a large majority of the invitations have been received and the RSVPs are rolling in, it’s time to share our suite!
Fresh out of the Envelope
All of the suites were put together in the order of invitation, detail card, RSVP envelope, and RSVP card held together with twine and a mini Moo card with our photo on one side and our website information on the other.
From the very beginning, I knew I’d be wearing flats on our wedding day (despite a very fleeting lust for the Badgley Mischka Randall pumps). I do not ever wear heels—like, ever—because I cannot for the life of me find a pair that’s comfortable on my feet for longer than an hour, and I really don’t want to be limping around on W-Day, of all days. I also knew that, weather permitting (ohpleaseohplease), we’d be getting married outside in the grass, which is not ideal for stiletto heels.
Oh, and also, I wanted them to be blue (for my something blue, obviouslyyy) and leather or suede (I have a mysterious aversion to satin shoes). Ideally, I also wanted them to be something I would wear again after the wedding.
Those criteria are surprisingly hard to meet, but I did have some early contenders:
I LOVED the French Connection Bridgit, but sadly, it’s discontinued (womp womp wommmp) and pretty much impossible to find in my size.
Mr. Angelfish and I are getting down to the wire, and of course that means final payments to our vendors. In the past few months, it seemed a LOT went wrong, from major car troubles to emergency house repairs, and quite a bit of our “wedding savings” had to go to other things. So where did that leave us on our vendor payments?
The bad news is we had to cut some of our vendors, last minute. The good news is the vendors we cut will not be greatly missed in the grand scheme of things. And almost all of them were “friendors” so they understood our struggle, and we did not have to worry about losing money on deposits.
Personal photo of our once overflowing “Wedding Fund” container. Whenever Mr. A or I broke a $5 or $1 bill, we would put the change in the jar.
Not long after we started dating, Mr. Puffer introduced me to one of his greatest loves: poker. Texas Hold ‘Em, to be precise. At one point, he was hosting a game at his house just about every week, but he gradually reduced the frequency to leave time for other things, including dating me. (He really does love me!)
Now that we live together, we co-host monthly poker nights. And I’ve added my own touches—home-cooked goodies to munch on, candles to keep the boy stink to a minimum, and oldies music to appeal to every generation.
Our invitations were the first big project I started when we began wedding planning. It wasn’t too long after we got engaged that I sat down and designed a preliminary suite. After a solid draft, I closed the file and didn’t open it up again until around February. The final pieces came together last month when I ordered our details card (after sorting out the details). Over a few weeks and small assembly sessions, things were mostly organized, and so on Victoria Day I finally sat down and finished assembling and addressing them in an eight hour time block (and Friends marathon).
Before I get to our actual invitations (I know, cruel), I wanted to back up to some inspiration. To be quite honest, I didn’t really look at too many invitation suites to gather my inspiration. I was largely inspired by Mrs. Wallaby’s suite, and a few different options on Etsy.