Weddingbee Blog

Well, we have taken one giant step toward becoming even more adult than we already are (I’m tellin’ ya, that wedding ring throws me off every time!)—yep, that’s right. We bought a house.

I keep saying that, then qualifying myself. We haven’t technically bought it yet, right? I mean, we found it. And we placed an offer. And they accepted it. And we have a signed contract and are in the process of closing our mortgage. But it’s not our house until we have the keys—or so the husband tells me.

Still, I can’t help fantasizing about all the delicious things I shall to do our house. Errr… the house.

It’s a cutie-patootie 1950s number, concrete block, with a basement-level garage in the midst of quite the nice neighborhood. The front steps lead up to a slate-tiled front porch, the first sign that this house has been rehabbed in a serious way. In fact, the seller is still sprucing things up, putting final touches on the kitchen (uh, the brand-new, open plan kitchen with granite countertops, hardwood cabinets, stainless steel appliances, a stainless steel double sink and a wet bar YES ANOTHER SINK BASICALLY THREE SINKS FOLKS), bathrooms, and family room. The floors have been replaced with amazing dark hardwood. The windows are new. The bathrooms are all new – new tiles, new vanities, new sinks. The back yard is plenty big for Ro-Po to race around a couple hundred times.

Oh, and also? It’s ours. Like, we’re going to own it. Our house.
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I have shared with you what my lovely ladies will be sporting, but what about the handsome gentlemen standing on the other side of the aisle? It didn’t take us much time or discussion to decide that they will be looking dashing in black tuxes, white shirts, and some sort of tie. But what sort of tie? That was the question.

I started here (hint: this will not be the last you will hear about my love for Liberty of London):

Claire-Aude Liberty Print Tie by Liberty of London

This floral tie was quickly dismissed by Mr. Dalmatian.

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Any minute now someone will be opening their mailbox, (not their e-mail box either, their real live mail box) and they will see this:

Of course the stamps will be canceled and the address won’t be blurred out (I hope!).

In case you cannot tell, this is a super-secret-bees-only-sneak-peak at our invitations—full pictures and how-to coming soon!
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I’m not really a trendy bride. Actually, I’m not much of a trendy person in general. I mean, I still have clothes in my closet from high school! I am obviously out of the loop. And that’s OK! I like to think of myself as a traditional bride with some modern twists thrown in there.

So where I am going with all of this??

Video via You Tube

Shoe shopping!

Now that I had finally chosen my dress, it was time to dress up my toesies!

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Setsuna22 was hunted by a zombie in her engagement photos!

Charles Hildreth Photography

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Back at Thanksgiving, Foxy Mama was meandering around the kitchen looking for something she clearly could not find. She then stopped, looked at Foxy and me and said “You really need a shower.” I kid you not.

A few choice comments later, it turns out she meant that I needed a bridal shower. I was also urged to get off my lazy bum and actually register for things so that she could indeed throw me said shower. While I’ve been thinking about registering for pretty new things since the day we got engaged, it eventually became one of those things that I kept putting off, thinking it was too early to do so. And then I realized we only had five months left. Best get on that registering, no?

So this past Monday, Foxy and I headed out to Bed Bath & Beyond, seeing as it’s the one store we both absolutely adore and literally want everything from. Will we register at other stores? I say maybe. Foxy says maybe not. Our loyalty to that store runs deep, yo.

Anyway, once we got to BBB, we had to fill out some forms before getting our fun little scanner gun.

I’ve heard from other folks that BBB is notorious for having a sales associate go around the store with you while you register, but for a brief second, I thought we were in the clear. I prefer to do things independently, especially when I need to meander and think and am not exactly sure what I’m even looking for. Foxy and I started to make our way towards the dinnerware on our own…

and then James entered the picture.

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Having my Lil Sis/MOH home for the holidays was a real blessing for wedding planning, especially in the invitations and “paper stuff” departments. Just hours after she landed in Puerto Rico (at 2:00 AM), she pulled me into her room to show me the work she had done on the wedding invitations.

From the inspiration pictures I had sent her, she came up with these two variations for general shape/concept.

*Design 1 / *Design 2

I was instantly smitten with Design 1, so on her handy dandy laptop Lil Sis/MOH starting designing away the rest of the invite. She added the wording I had decided on, tweaked the colors a bit, and searched for hours for the perfect fonts.

The next morning when I woke up she showed me the product of her hard work.

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After talking about the whole shacking up deal, I got to thinking about one of the main reasons we started living together.

Mr. PF is from Austin and I’m from San Antonio and we met somewhere in between. I ended up moving to Austin first to be with him, but we didn’t live in the same abode. After living in Austin for about a year or so, I realized that I really missed being home and I told Mr. PF that I would be moving back to San Antonio at the end of my lease.

It’s funny because I didn’t really think about it as leaving him, but I thought of it more as going home to be with my family. Since Mr. PF couldn’t resist my charms, he surprised me by telling me that he wanted to move with me!
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I think I have a problem, Hive. I’ve been keeping something from you. My first and second wedding shoe purchases aren’t a secret. The $8 pair of peep toe Mary Janes from the J. Crew Wedding Sale were bought before I even had a dress. I told you about tweaking them a little bit just a few days ago. The second shoe purchase was a pair of Butter d’orsay heels that I found online. They were too big and I knew I couldn’t wear them. Now, I didn’t tell you about my third and fourth shoe purchases and now it’s time to come clean.

Photo by Miss Mink

My third shoe purchase was at a charity bridal shop that is sent samples and overstocks from some very well know wedding salons. I thought they’d be a good back up option in case my $8 pair didn’t work out. The Lauren Jones pumps were a great deal and I didn’t feel too indulgent when I bought them.
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