Monthly Archives: February 2011

It Makes Everything Better.

Cupcakes? Close, but no. Cookies? Again, no. Booze? Well … debatable.

Confetti?

Aw, hellz yeah.




xo

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Trash the Junk

Well, at least this sickness has afforded me a little productivity. I just decided to go through the (multiple) wedding-related items on our computer and purge the unnecessary.

Uh, no small task. I just opened the basic wedding folder and was immediately overwhelmed. Slowly but surely, I made my way through, digging through the trenches to weed out the out-dated, the redundant and the just plain junk. One down … 7 to go.

Good thing my body isn’t amenable to doing much else today.

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This Chick …

Effing rocks. I just spent 20 minutes cruising her archives. Srsly. The fashion. The glamour. The hair.

The Freelancer’s Fashion Blog.

*drool*

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On Weddings and Weight Loss.

So, there’s a new wedding show on tonight. By the creators of “The Biggest Loser.” And it got me thinking.

I mean, I’m all for eating and living healthily and I’m the first to admit I’m not always super stoked about how I look. My weight yo-yos and at 5-foot-2, it can be fairly obvious.

But the premise of this new show, “Shedding for the Wedding,” is that whichever couple sheds the most pounds will win “their dream wedding.”

OK, so I understand the couples aren’t thrown on some quick-loss diet, are taught to eat, exercise and live in a healthy fashion, etc. etc. etc. I get that.

But … my issue lies in that, as a bride, weight loss is kind of shoved down our throats if we aren’t stick-thin. I mean, even when I went to get my dress I was asked how much weight I was planning on losing. Um, WTF??? I was 125 lbs. at that point. I’m 10 lbs. heavier than that now. And you know what? I’m fine with it.

I don’t feel the need to be a stick-thin bride. Sure, I’ll probably work on my arms so they look rad, same with my calves, but the rest of my body? I’ll just be a tick more conscious about how healthily I’m eating, but I don’t plan on starting to run or progressing until I can bench my own weight. I don’t feel the need to freak out about my body because I’m generally pretty stoked about how I look.

I worry about those who are thrown into a carrot juice and almond diet frenzy because they want to look *perfect* on their wedding day. Um, I’m pretty sure your partner loved you before so why wouldn’t s/he continue to do so?

I know a lot of the pressure stems from the Wedding Industrial Complex (WIC) but a lot also stems from the fact that we’re women (and maybe men) and we feel the need to always be perfect. Especially for the most integral times in our lives.

We get our hair done, our teeth whitened, our brows plucked, our bikinis waxed, our skins tanned and on and on and on.

But … why? Because we want to? Or because we feel we need to?

I understand there are people who have legitimate health concerns as their motivation for weight loss. And I absolutely applaud those who take the steps to enrich their lives by choosing a healthier path. I think everyone should take care of themselves so they can be healthy for themselves and those around them (says I as I drink wine and contemplate going for a cig, but I digress).

But as I was reading about this new show, I began to wonder. Would these couples lose weight on their own regardless because they want to or is it because they’re motivated by their *dream wedding* and that’s it? Are they truly intrinsically motivated, or is it materialism? Also, what would they do for their weddings if they didn’t win? How much of their weddings are being pushed by the WIC and how much are being motivated by their desire to be healthier people and still have the best wedding suited to them?

I would like to add that some of the most beautiful women I know are larger. And beautiful. And I am aware they face societal pressures to be thin, but they know who they are and are comfortable in their own skin, and I admire them astoundingly for such.

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The Effing Bachelor Just Killed Me.

And not in a good way. Night … ruined.

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Let The Goofiness Ensue!

Just Left of Sane

I’m in a rather chipper and goofy mood. Got off work early, had an easy day and am looking forward to a day off tomorrow with the Aussie.

So, for now, I’m resigning myself to a nice stiff whiskey-ginger and my favorite blogs. I think I shall pore over some East Side Bride, who I’ve been utterly obsessed with as of late. The snark. The honesty. The uhmazeballz fashion.

Maybe then check out what The Tribe is up to.

Cheers!

P.S. I’m still totally digging the Moldy Peaches right now

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The Written Word.

Now that I’ve gotten the vanity out of the way, how about we look at the actual meat of this whole fete? I’ve been steadily gathering various snippets that could be readings/parts of the ceremony.

“If ever there is tomorrow when we’re not together.. there is something you must always remember. you are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. but the most important thing is, even if we’re apart.. i’ll always be with you.”

“Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. “Pooh,” he whispered.

“Yes, Piglet?”

“Nothing,” said Piglet, taking Pooh’s paw, “I just wanted to be sure of you.”

— obv. via That Silly Ol’ Bear

“Love is the ultimate outlaw. It just won’t adhere to any rules. The most any of us can do is to sign on as its accomplice. Instead of vowing to honor and obey, maybe we should swear to aid and abet. That would mean that security is out of the question. The words “make” and “stay” become inappropriate. My love for you has no strings attached. I love you for free.”

— via Still Life with Woodpecker

“A marriage…..
makes of two fractional lives
a whole,
it gives to two purposeless lives
a work, and doubles the strength
of each to perform it,
it gives to two
questioning natures
a reason for living,
and something to live for,
it will give a new gladness
to the sunshine,
a new fragrance to the flowers,
a new beauty to the earth,
and a new mystery to life”

-via Mark Twain

Litany

“You are the bread and the knife,
the crystal goblet and the wine.
You are the dew on the morning grass
and the burning wheel of the sun.
You are the white apron of the baker,
and the marsh birds suddenly in flight.

However, you are not the wind in the orchard,
the plums on the counter,
or the house of cards.
And you are certainly not the pine-scented air.
There is just no way that you are the pine-scented air.

It is possible that you are the fish under the bridge,
maybe even the pigeon on the general’s head,
but you are not even close
to being the field of cornflowers at dusk.

And a quick look in the mirror will show
that you are neither the boots in the corner
nor the boat asleep in its boathouse.

It might interest you to know,
speaking of the plentiful imagery of the world,
that I am the sound of rain on the roof.

I also happen to be the shooting star,
the evening paper blowing down an alley
and the basket of chestnuts on the kitchen table.

I am also the moon in the trees
and the blind woman’s tea cup.
But don’t worry, I’m not the bread and the knife.
You are still the bread and the knife.
You will always be the bread and the knife,
not to mention the crystal goblet and – somehow – the wine.”

— via Billy Collins

Have you all read anything you just swoon over?

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Follicle Follies.

As we are all aware, I am having a rather hairy issue. Ha. Really, just in that I can’t make up my oh-so Libra mind on what to do with my follicles. I keep going back and forth between the retro-y pincurl look and a more romantic braided look. But, with the help of my darling, uh-mazeballs Sammie Sam, we may have reached a good compromise.

I fell in love with this look a few days ago when I saw it on Style Me Pretty.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But I still want the retro element … so of course the brilliant Sammie suggested “Hey, why don’t you add a pompadour?” A la Gwen?

Pure genius.

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With Souvenir?

So, Exit Through The Gift Shop um … rocks.

Art should be public. The public should be open/welcome to art.

We shouldn’t have to feel like we’re left hanging on to the next great art phenom.

Nor should we feel as though the world is waiting for the next *genius.*

Sweeping good art under the rug is never a good idea.

 

 

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Photo Happy

So, as per usual I was stalking Kat & Justin’s blog and getting all “squee”-ey about their photographic style. And I noticed they had a new post (because not only am I a fan of Persimmon Images on Facebook, but Kat and I are friends, too).

And it’s amazeballz.

Check it out here.

It’s a sweetheart sesh, but there are two photos specifically that made me go “Wowza!”

The one of their reflection in the ocean? Yes.

Their silhouettes in the sunset? Drool.

I can’t wait to have this amazingly talented duo capture our wedding. Every time I check the blog, I am more and more confident we made the perfect choice.

xo

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