Trashing a Dress
July 17th, 2008 @ 8:25 am by Mrs. Tiramisu
Rules of Engagement
June 12th, 2008 @ 1:09 pm by Miss Candy Corn
My family has always been deep-rooted with traditions, but they are “our” traditions. Sometimes when I tell people the stories about our family traditions, they give me this “Are you making this up or ripping it off of some David Sedaris book?” face. As an example, I’d like to share the following photo taken during this past Christmas of my brother (dressed as Jesus) and Mr. CC, who was alternating between being a gangsta elf and a man-loving elf (not that there’s anything wrong with that!):
This image is not meant to offend, but is merely here to offer a glimpse into our family’s bizarro traditions.
Looking Back, Continued…
June 12th, 2008 @ 11:45 am by Mrs. Corn
Sorry to have gone missing for a bit there. I suffered from a complete hard drive failure, had to have a new one sent and have all of my files extracted by the fantastically smart, technology geeks I have as friends…which brings me to my #1 detail about wedding planning that I recommend (aside from relaxing and remembering what the real purpose of the whole thing is): Back. Up. Everything!!!
Moving on…
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This installment of my ‘Looking Back’ series* focuses on one of the details about our big day that I wish we had done a little differently: I should have gone with my gut and not tossed the flowers.
Toss Up
May 29th, 2008 @ 11:56 am by Mrs. Tiramisu
Like a lot of you, I’m not really all that into the idea of the garter toss. I was planning from the start to leave it out of our wedding festivities, certain that no one would miss it. But I was wrong. And the one who swore up and down he would miss it the most? None other than Mr. Tiramisu.
“How can we not do the garter toss?” he questioned.
“I’ve never been to a wedding that didn’t have it!” he insisted.
The man sees no reason for linens, menus, programs, heck even flowers, but don’t take away his garter toss! So I relented. And now I have this embarrassment to look forward to-
Something Old or Borrowed — I Can’t Make Up My Mind!
May 16th, 2008 @ 9:00 am by Miss Cookie
To help satisfy the age old ”Something Old, Something New, Something Borrowed, Something Blue” tradition, I visited my grandmother, who has an extensive jewelry collection, to see what I could “borrow.” During our search, we found these beautiful old earrings.
Southern Things…
May 1st, 2008 @ 1:45 pm by Miss Hydrangea
I mentioned earlier that I will be having my bridal portraits done next week. Several readers weren’t entirely sure of what bridal portraits are, so here is my best explanation:
The Garter Incident
February 25th, 2008 @ 4:30 pm by Mrs. Gardenia
Recently, I blogged about the plot that our groomsmen had planned for Mr. Gardenia during his garter toss. It was definitely a memorable moment for all since it had everyone up their seats and just watching for that initial shocked look in Mr. Gardenia’s eyes. It’d be safe to say that Mr. Gardenia is the shy one – the introvert in our relationship - which is why he did not look forward to being the newlyweds, because it meant being the center of attention. With that said, his groomsmen knew that they had to do something hilarious just to get him comfortable during the garter toss.
Here’s the setup. I sat down after my bouquet toss and Mr. Gardenia got ready to search for the garter. Little did he know that one of our groomsmen came with one of the bridesmaid’s pashmina to use as a blind fold. Once Mr. Gardenia was blind folded, I switched seats with one of our other groomsmen (who apparently has smooth legs, maybe smoother than mine) and moved my gown closer to GM so that Mr. Gardenia wouldn’t get suspicious. I think Mr. Gardenia got up to mid-thigh when they finally told him to take off his blind fold, and as you can see from his reaction – it’s PRICELESS.
Las Tradiciones - Parte Uno
January 29th, 2008 @ 1:52 pm by Miss Hydrangea
The past two Sundays, Mr. Hydrangea and I have begun to ask his family to participate in our wedding for all of the Hispanic traditions that will be incorporated into our wedding ceremony. Well, I should say they all talked and I more or less listened as they all spoke in Spanish. I can understand nearly everything, but have yet to work up the nerve to try to speak to his family. I get a little embarrassed and intimidated, which I’m hoping I’ll grow out of one of these days.
Because one of the couples that we wanted to ask to be in the ceremony lives in Mexico, we had to call them and ask them to be the Padrinos for the arras. Essentially this means that they will purchase the arras, or coins, that we will use in the ceremony. The arras are the 13 coins that the Padrinos bring up to the altar and hand to the groom. The groom then places these coins into the bride’s hands to symbolize his promise to support his new family.
This Counts As Something Blue, Right?
January 29th, 2008 @ 8:25 am by Mrs. Petunia
I hope a sweet shade of blue on the toe nails will cover this one of the ’something ’something requirements, since much to Mr. Petunia’s dismay, I axed a garter long ago (along with its accompanying toss). I was going to do away with the tradition altogether, not being much of a superstitious gal in the first place and unsure of what I’d use for the something old, but I figure it’s best to get good luck on my side than against it. That, and my sweet MOH offered me her grandmother’s handkerchief (something borrowed, too).
“Her Mother And I Do”
January 8th, 2008 @ 3:54 pm by Miss Cupcake
Although I’m going a bit traditional and having both of my parents walk me down the aisle on my wedding day, I’m still not a big fan of the whole “who gives this woman” thing. I’m 27 — I’ll be 28 by the time we get married — and I don’t think I need to be “given away” by anyone. Our walk down the aisle will certainly mean a lot to me, but I feel that it is more symbolic of my love for my parents, their love for me, and their support of my relationship with Mr. Cupcake; it doesn’t need to be translated into me being handed over like an object. I’ve been a pretty independent person since going away to college, and I have lived away from my parents entirely since I was 22. I like to think that I am my own person who can stand on her own two feet without anyone else having to support me.
This weekend, while catching up on some episodes of “Brothers & Sisters” on my DVR, I happened to catch the episode where Calista Flockhart and Rob Lowe’s characters got married. After Sally Field walked her daughter down the aisle, the minister asked “who gives this woman?”, to which Sally Field proudly replied, “she gives herself freely, with my love and support.” What a perfect and appropriate reply for an independent woman of the twenty-first century!
