Apr 5, 2010
Posted on Apr 5, 2010 in Inspiration, awesomeness | 1 comment
What do ten awesome friends, one baby, two dogs, many bottles of wine and an afternoon in the sunshine add up to?
Seven measly wedding cranes. Four crane fails. A bit of a hangover. And a wonderful reminder of just how easy it is to throw a great party when surrounded by people you love. Awesome food, beautiful flowers and free-flowing wine don’t hurt either! I’m just sayin…
So while Easter wasn’t exactly the the crane-making extravaganza I was (secretly) hoping for, it sure was a hell of a lot of fun! We had the opportunity to host our first dinner party in our new home and and I’m talking about a super fantastic with a dollop of awesome sauce fun-fest. We don’t mess around.
AND just wait ‘til you see all the top secret wedding details we managed to squeeze in and test drive on our unsuspecting guests! What can I say, I’m a theater kid at heart and I love me a good dress rehearsal!
** WARNING: This post is chock a block full of awesome photos kinda like a freshfromthefarmer’smarket heirloom tomato that just bursts in your mouth. Or pop rocks. Maybe pop rocks are a better example. Anyway get ready for the explosion.
AND the pretty people:
AND the pretty food:
AND yes, even the failed cranes are pretty:
So if the fun, friends, and flowers at our wedding turn out anything like Easter, well, it’s going to be amazing. EPIC even. Squeal. I really can’t wait.
Do moments spent with friends/family fuel your excitement for your wedding too? Or are we just freaks? It’s okay. We know! 
ps. all photos by moi, except for a few I snagged from my awesome friend Katie. Thanks lady!
Feb 18, 2010
Posted on Feb 18, 2010 in thoughts on marriage | 2 comments
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Stupid Wordpress. I wanted the title to look like this:
I don’t wanna get married.
Anyway, I know I’m like a broken record with my constant “I never imagined my wedding or my dress or any of this stuff” that I now LOVE writing about nonsense. But there’s a pretty simple reason.
I never really wanted to get married and I never thought I would.
I’m not talking about feeling like a bride, or planning your whole wedding pre-engagement peeps, nope, I’m talking about the actual act of joining your life with another person. Marriage. Didn’t want it. Not a bit. No joke. Seriously.
I know, I know…I’m pausing to allow for your collective sigh of shock.
See I’ve always been fiercely independent and had big dreams of travel and education and writing and art, and well, marriage just didn’t really jive with those things for me. I think this is in large part due to my blue-collar upbringing. All of my friends in elementary school had a dad who worked and a mom who stayed at home or had a part time job. None of these women had careers. And none of them were pursuing the dreams I aspired too.
Now despite this dynamic or perhaps because of it, my parents were always incredibly supportive of their nerdy, artsy little girl and insisted that I go to college and do whatever I want to in this life. I went to a fancy high school and finally met kids who had two working parents, decidedly un-blue collar. Lawyers. Doctors. Writers. VP’s.
And yet it still stuck with me that marriage was not conducive to freedom and success and travel and art and all of my other big dreams.
I pretty much maintained this attitude through my early twenties. I went to an awesome college, I’ve travelled extensively, and I have a job I love.
And somewhere along the line, as I began to achieve my dreams, a funny thing happened: My universe and the possibilities within it expanded to include marriage.
I credit this dramatic transformation to a few very diverse sources: First, I had a pretty traumatic break-up in my mid-twenties followed by the “oh my god, I really am gay” moment. (so yeah- marriage seemed a lot more awesome once you took the boy out of the equation) Second, I took a good look around and realized that a lot of very successful people in my industry weren’t very happy with their personal relationships (or didn’t have any) and I decided I didn’t want to be one of them. And third, I started admiring a few of my close friends abilities to be independent, successful, and hitched all at the same time!
And then I started dating C and it all made sense. She has always been so open about her desire for marriage and children that she made me a lot more comfortable acknowledging that I want those things too! Now I can focus on my career, on making art, on having fun and creating new friendships in a totally relaxed way because I know that C has my back. And I’ve got hers. I’ve found greater freedom, comfort, and possibility in our relationship than in any other I’ve known, and I can’t wait to marry her!
What about you guys? Any other converts from the “I’m never getting married camp” or were you born toting a wedding binder?
Feb 11, 2010
Posted on Feb 11, 2010 in traditions | 3 comments
Hey lovelies! So sorry to disappear like that- I had a few scares this past weekend! First C decided we were gonna watch the Super Bowl!! Waaa? Excuse my blatant sexism here, but isn’t this why I’m marrying a girl? Of course I’m kidding, well kinda, I mean, we’ll just leave it at “Go Saints!” Our second scare of the weekend came when the notorious r.i.n.g. (eater) Oscar ingested something toxic and had a series of seizures forcing us to spend Sunday night in the doggy ER. The drive to the ER was seriously terrifying- C did great with the precision driving, and I held/comforted our near unconscious and twitchy pup. Tears were shed, dollars were spent, and many sleepless hours later we were able to spring him from the ER tail a-waggin’! A very happy ending indeed.
And now thanks to the dog-who-lived we can get back to our regularly scheduled programming and talk about the super rad new-school traditions we wanna rock on our wedding day!
Here goes:
We wanna Jump the Broom. This is awesome for a few reasons. A little history- Jumping the broom originated in Africa and later served as a public declaration for African Americans when NO form of marriage was available to them (i.e. during slavery) It symbolized settling into a “marriage type arrangement.” Doesn’t the thought of having to settle into “an arrangement” make you feel a little queasy? Me too! Anyway, it was always done with witnesses AND whoever jumped the highest was the decision maker of the household. So let’s review. We’re publicly announcing our desire to settle into a “marriage type arrangement” (blech) sans a little piece of paper and about 1400 rights. We’re gonna have witnesses. We’re fiercely competitive and welcome a little egalitarian way to decide just WHO’S IN CHARGE around here. Oh yeah. We’re definitely jumping the broom.
We wanna write our own vows. Although I was almost convinced by posts here & here about the virtues of going with traditional vows, and while I’m sure to be a blubbery mess and C is admittedly shy, we still wanna torture ourselves and write super-personal, sure-to-mess-up-your-make-up, heart wrenchingly personal vows. I would love to include this excerpt from C’s favorite book:
For her I changed pebbles into diamonds, shoes into mirrors, I changed glass into water, I gave her wings and pulled birds from her ears and in her pockets she found the feathers, I asked a pear to become a pineapple, a pineapple to become a lightbulb, a lightbulb to become the moon, and the moon to become a coin I flipped for her love, both sides were heads; I knew I couldn’t lose.
Nicole Krauss, “The History of Love”
I think it’s magic and I love that it captures both the vast possibilities and utter certainty of love in just a few sentences . Not really sure if peeps ever include quotes in their vows, as I haven’t been to that many weddings, but I’d be hard-pressed to say it better myself. Has anyone else included a quote in their vows or should this be more of a reading thing?
b/c…
We want our friends to do readings from our favorite books.
I like you, by Sandol Stoddard, might just be one of them. I don’t remember when I first discovered it, but I gave it to C as a gift a while back, just because. Just because it’s a lovely little book and so perfectly captures everything beautiful and wonderful and totally deliciously odd about relationships. You must GO read Miss Scissors’ post if you aren’t familiar with the book if only to ogle all the insanely cute pics! Not sure what other books will make the cut, but we LOVE the idea of including as many people as possible in the wedding fun and since we can’t just have one GIANT wedding party, we’ll have readers. And various other wedding elves, I think. Yes, elves are a must.
We want our friends & family to bless our rings.
Yup- we want to risk our rings forever falling to a grassy home, being eaten by a toddler, or dropped in a cocktail just so that our family and friends can get their grubby paws all over ‘em and endow them with good wedding juju.
We want to drink sake have a San-san-Kudo Ceremony.
What can I say- we like to drink together! Seriously though- the SSK is a formal/ritualized drinking of sake by both partners AND their respective families to bond them in marriage. The literal translation is three-three-nine-times which is a whole bunch of auspicious numbers that dictate how many times you drink the sake- and since we’re freaks about auspicious numbers here in Awesomeland, we love this ritual even more! AND I LOVE the symbolism of sharing a cup (of booze) with my future wife and family (whoever shows up or C chooses to stand in) and I think it’s only appropriate that we borrow this tradition from Japanese culture as I have a whole Japanese family who mean the world to me and have played a big role in my life! Enter our bridesmaid Nami who was my exchange student when I was eleven. We’ve kept in touch ever since. And by “kept in touch” I don’t mean we write letters- I mean we traverse the globe to hang out in various cities and have spent time living in each others homes. She’s awesome and I’m so happy to have her stand with me as a bridesmaid ! I can’t wait to share the day with her and her family and I love this little nod to their culture/tradition. So yeah. I think it’s legit. Just check out the proof:
* I’m about 20 here and my J fam played dress up with me at the local kimono parlour, had professional pics taken, and then paraded me through town to their local shrine! Love ‘em!
AND there you have just a few of the new-school traditions that we hope to incorporate. Whadda ya think? Too many or too much of a mish-mosh? Are you incorporating/creating new traditions for your wedding? Do tell.
Jan 17, 2010
Posted on Jan 17, 2010 in traditions | 6 comments
So that my lovelies is my dear friend Stephanie, who also happens to be our officiant. She’s a pretty awesome pregnant lady right?
Today I had the honor and privilege of attending the Seemanthum Ceremony for her (and her wonderful husband Suneel’s) future baby girl. Wait ‘til you get a load of the pics below- b/c that baby is gonna be one pretty little thing! Anyhow, back to the subject at hand- a seem-a-whatta??
A Seemantham Ceremony. According to my invitation:
In Sanskrit, Seemantham means the hair parting just above the eyebrow. Sri Lakshmi, the embodiment of Prosperity resides there. When a woman delivers a child, she manifests Lakshmi. In this ceremony we seek blessings for the safe delivery of the child and the good health of the mother and child.
So it’s a baby blessing folks. A baby blessing with fire, chanting, and a special paste made by the priest and then shoved up Steph’s right nostril. Seriously- I have pictures! (But don’t worry Steph- after posting that first one, you’re off the hook for a while!)
At the same time we were participating in the Seemantham on the temple steps, there was some sort of children’s festival happening inside and so children in brightly colored indian clothing carrying kites and other toys were everywhere. The air was permeated with a cacophony of little voices, shrieks and laughter, which seemed to me the perfect accompaniment to a ritual seeking blessings for future munchkins.
The whole experience got me thinking about the importance of culture & tradition in our lives and the comfort, joy, and community it can foster. Then again, “tradition” is often used to justify such abhorrent practices as slavery, to keep women in the kitchen, and to deny this little Stripe her right to legally wed. Ain’t all sunshine and unicorns people.
I haven’t really given much thought to tradition in the past and the wedding we’re planning is pretty untraditional by any count- two-girls, two-dresses, a historical museum, a taco truck, and a bar crawl. The fact that our wedding is adding up to be non-traditional isn’t really intentional though- it just happens that our taste doesn’t really fall into the parameters of “typical wedding tradition” AND we don’t have any really strong family traditions to follow. The our-lack-of-traditional-taste coupled with no-family-traditions-or-expectations may seem like a dream come true, especially for those of you with overbearing mothers (or mother in laws), but I’m not so sure anymore.
A part of me wishes that we had a few tried and true traditions- ones that we found personally meaningful, to incorporate into our day. Traditions to strengthen community among our family and friends and that we can pass along to our own children.
What about you? Are you overwhelmed by the amount of tradition you’re expected to incorporate into your day, or are you like us, desperately trying to find a few wedding traditions that resonate with you, while forging ahead and creating your own unique traditions?
Jan 11, 2010
Posted on Jan 11, 2010 in fashion | 0 comments
Okay now that I’ve indulged myself and made THREE inspiration boards for our maids I have a confession to make: I secretly like bright the best too! I think the light board will have to be relegated to my “other” wedding (you know the pretend one) because while I love the wispy, etherial, just plain prettiness of it, it really isn’t us. Ditto on the B&W. Maybe half ditto? See the thing with bright is that we definitely want it to be more bad-ass, a little rock & roll, and a little less saccharine. The recipe would look a little something like this:
4 parts colorfully patterned dresses
2 parts colorful solid dresses
8 parts black shoes/booties
6 parts black fascinators/birdcage veils
2 parts bad ass suits
2 parts colorful bow ties
add a dash of B&W stripes, a sash of black, a shot of jack*, a little love, and eight girls with serious attitude and shake slightly. Serve up with a twist.
Step-by-step recipe w/photos to follow. Until then, don’t you think this little fascinator would be divine?
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*truth be told I prefer Maker’s Mark
