Saturday, September 24, 2011

Ooh, that's Pinterest-ing! Wedding dresses

It was the wonderful @jackieocean who first suggested I used pinterest for wedding planning. She sent me an invite and said it had been very helpful for her so far for keeping track of ideas.

And boy, was she right. Pinterest is a cornucopia of pretty things - and with its help (and a few bridal blogs) I have been able to refine my indeas about what I want for my big day. I've been able to pin ideas about everything from shoes to cakes, reception centrepieces to dresses.

This week I've been kind of obsessed with the idea of a ballgown wedding dress. The fluffier the better. I have no idea where this tulle mania has come from, given that I do not like the "meringue" look, but I love the idea of a huge skirt of my wedding dress.

So here's some pins I've looked at this week...










And some with colour! Tossing up the idea of having a non-white dress is very exciting!







I'm linking up with Tinagray.me's Ooh that's pinterest-ing!



Ooh, that's Pinterest...ing!

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Organized! Oh my.

We finally have a date. If you're a real life friend and have been hanging out for this, I will be sending you an email or direct message soon!

I was Wedding Productive today. I had one of those spurts of interest where for some reason I just thought - why not make a few calls?

So I got on the phone and booked appointments with:
- the caterer
- the florist
- possible photographer
- possible celebrant

And I finally remembered to google our honeymoon resort. Oh my.

FIJI BABY. HERE WE COME.


8 months or so and counting. Oh my.

Monday, June 27, 2011

Love is like wildflowers


"Love is like wildflowers; It's often found in the most unlikely places." - Ralph Waldo Emerson


I went and saw the florist on the weekend. She asked what I wanted, and I said "wildflowers".

What she guessed I meant was Australian Natives. I have no idea why, but during the past few years I have grown to really appreciate our native flora. I adore gum-leaf green, pink grevillea, spiky banksia and the unusually shaped flowers, stems, leaves and petals of the bush.

The florist showed me many different types of flowers, including banksia, grevillea, bottle brush, protea (not Australian, I know, but look FANTASTIC in a bouquet), flowering gum, geralton wax, eucalypt and waratah. I think the waratah is a little too big though!

It was so exciting. I've always secretly wanted to be a florist.

Sunday, June 12, 2011

The Bespectacled Bride


Ever seen a bride in glasses? I hadn't. Until I googled it. Here is an awesome blogpost from intimateweddings.com about brides who have decided to wear them on their big day.

You see, it occurred to me at a random moment the other day (it was in shower, where I do most of my musing plus get burst of inspiration!) that I don't want to be a bespectacled bride.

I wear glasses all the time, and have done so since I got them. Sure, I've used contacts, but mostly for special occasions – ski trip, my formal, making my debut. And now after 5 months of being engaged, I realised I will have to get some to get married in!

I very, very briefly considered wearing my glasses, then rejected it. Though they are “me” and having them on my face is what I'm used to seeing in the mirror every day, I don't want to wear them on my big day. Vanity? Probably. Also kinda curious as to what I will look like all made up without them!

Now I just have to remember to go to the optometrist and order some...

Friday, April 15, 2011

Pinning


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A few days ago, I developed an interest in pinning. That is, the lovely JackieOcean sent me an invite to Pinterest. And there went the rest of my evening.

I had heard Pinterest mentioned on Twitter a few times, but never actually explored it. People seems to both love it and hate it, lamenting that it was a time-sucker but oh so irresistible.

Now when I think of pinning, I think of Stanley from Terry Pratchett's 'Going Postal'. A lonely boy, Stanley's main hobby is collecting pins. He buys them, catalogs them, swaps them. He even writes a zine about them. But then his boss invents stamps... and dear Stanley is lured away from juvenile pins forever by the glamorous world of philately.

But I am firmly enconsced in the world of pinning, and having a hell of a time with it. Jackie is using it to collate wedding style ideas - and I intend on using it for the same thing!

If you want a Pinterest invite, I have 5 to give away. Just drop me a DM on twitter with your email address.

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

It's not all about me?


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One of my twitter followers this week observed something that stopped me in my tracks -

“you are learning the inevitable truth about weddings - they aren't about you :)” - @seandoyle

This was after I had tweeted asking for an opinion about recent demands from a cousin for a wedding date. Shockingly, up to this point I had been under the delusion that my (OUR) wedding was about me (US).

My abrupt coming-back-to-reality moment came when a relative texted me to find out if we had a wedding date yet. At this point, we have been engaged a little over 2 months. I’m a fairly casual person – I see no rush in setting a date just yet. I haven’t booked a single thing, in fact. Clearly this is not good enough for some people – if I had a penny for every person who has asked me so far if we have a date, I’d be approximately $25-30 richer.

Relative in question said she was "making plans” for her family for the next 12 months and wanted to make sure that they were able to attend our wedding. My initial impression about the pushiness of the question then melted into understanding – aww, how sweet. Conclusion: for some, it is quite reasonable to have these things sorted out months in advance. My lesson: not everyone is as relaxed as me about plans. My boss remarked a few days ago that I am the most laid-back bride she’s seen in her life, and she’s been a people manager for 20-odd years.

To demonstrate the difference between me and an actual organised person, I tell the following tale. Another member of my team at work got engaged not long after me. Yesterday she told me that she has already booked her reception venue. It’s $110 a head (feel free to faint now, I nearly did) but her excuse was “it has heaps of room so the kids can run around”). She and her partner have a young boy and many of her friends have small children. So her reception choice was not about her or her husband-to-be at all – she felt such obligation to have space for the children, she used this as her primary criteria. That really makes me sad, but if it works for them, good luck to the whole affair!

I am happy to observe that there is a wonderful trend of personalisation and quirkiness growing in the wedding industry – even I can see it, novice though I am. Brides and grooms are metaphorically Taking Back the Night. Wedding blogs are full of “intimate” and “unique” ideas, or photo shoots inspired by party planning and interior decorators. White weddings are decidedly out of vogue. If you can discern the Real Weddings from the Styled Photo Shoot (something I am still learning), I believe that more and more couples are using their wedding to express their own ideas about celebrating the moment and making sure it’s what they want.

*Don’t want to be a meringue in white? That’s just dandy – choose a vintage ivory dress or a twinset in bright vermillion.

*Hate the polished look of florist flower arrangements? Do it yourself and chuck wildflowers in glass bottles that look just as pretty.

*Don’t want the drama of choosing bridesmaids? Fine – don’t have a bridal party at all (gotta say, I’m loving this idea right now).

But the more I think about it, the more I realise the ceremony and reception is for all of us – my partner and I, and those guests we choose to share it with. Finding a balance is going to be challenging, but hopefully mashing up what we want with the expectations of others (mainly, the ones who are paying for it) is achievable.

With this in mind, I need to keep my new mantra at the forefront of my planning – just because it’s always been done that way, doesn’t mean it should be.

I may still wear white – but that’ll be my choice, not because it’s traditional.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

The Proposal


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The minute I got engaged and started telling people, I was immediately asked two questions: "can I see the ring?" and "how did he propose?".
The former is a subject for a later blog, but I thought I would share a few lines with you all about the latter.

The problem is, I don't really have a proposal story. C told me he had been planning for weeks to propose on my 30th birthday, when we were having lunch at a place on Mt Glorious. Small SNAFU hit, in that the ring wasn't ready. He had designed it himself and the jeweler wasn't done with it or some such.

Anyways, he got it about a week and a half later, and the darn thing was burning a hole in his pocket. I came home from work on Monday night exhausted and hollow-eyed, fit only for a hot shower and bed. I couldn't work out C's enthusiasm for wanting to go out for dinner, just gave him THE LOOK (you know the one, it says do not even start with me right now) and went for that hot shower.

The next night I got home and his parents, who were staying with us at the time, had done something to the house that upset me very much. You need to understand - C and I bought their old house, so they still have this sense of propriety about the place. Normally I don't care what they do, but this time it was a big cosmetic change. Result? I went completely psycho and had a hysterical crying fit in the privacy of our bedroom.

Anyways, in the midst of all the crying and talking and assurances and hugs, C just... proposed. Got out the ring and asked me to marry him.

I accepted on the spot, of course, then cried some more. Then I got angry at him for proposing two days short of our 4 year anniversary (would have been easier to remember the date, see?) and also that he deprived me of a good proposal story.

Every single bridal magazine and wedding announcement in the paper I have read since then has a proposal story along the lines of "Peter asked Jenny to be his wife during a sunset cruise in the Whitsundays" or "Ron proposed during a twilight stroll on the beach at their favorite vacation spot in Maui".

So all I've been telling people is that C "just proposed suddenly". I don't want to go into the whole crying fit story.

I have one consolation however. My proposal is not as bad as one a friend at work told me. She told me that when she got on a shopping centre escalator, she was a single woman, and when she got off she was engaged. That's right. Her now-hubby proposed on an escalator.

I would love to hear others' proposal stories. Particularly ordinary ones like mine!
 

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