I want to attempt to keep this blog up with my adventure over the next 4 months as I prep and DIY and spaz out over my wedding. I just feel like documenting so I can laugh at myself later. Maybe something will happen that will help others as well. I have no idea.
I'm just fresh out of the engaged gate, only 2 weeks, and am definitely starting a scramble with my wobbly legs of what the fuck am I going to do. I have ideas in my head, so I'm not completely puddled on the floor in defeat or shock. I just have to get everything organized and moving forward in a somewhat hurried manner. I'd rather get it done and then have free time then try to bust it all out in August. Plus, I love making lists of shit to do.
I'm already doing the cliche bride of today crap, with a pinterest board and roaming DIY decorations and all that shit, which I definitely LOVE doing. I love getting inspired and then finding a way to make it fit me. I also have to make this grand vision fit a very tight budget. But I have faith that it will come together fine.
Soooo, I'm DIYing the fuck out of the decorations and look of the day. I'm trying to hunt for a location to hunt for this vintage inspired sheer, long, layered, beaded, just fucking ethereal and gorgeous dress. I'm hopefully securing a thrifty venue in two weekends at a family friend's ranch. It will be rustic and rural and dirty and just lovely. I want a full length dress to drag in the dirt. We're thinking of have a cowboy cookout for the food, as in chili, salad, cornbread, and, hopefully if he still owns the giant pit bbq, a goat or pig or something cooked right there. We want to get boozed up. I want to hang doilie bunting and other crap throughout the tress. We want nothing to match but everything to meld and be beautifully offset. Random table settings and random glass, mixed cutlery, different tablecloths, and tons of jars with candles. And of course, the most eclectic music mix since we are both in love with music. None of that cliche crap that makes me want to barf. No bridal parties, but we each have one at our side, his best man and my man maid of honor. I don't want to organize my friends and have them stand by us like a fucking gang of losers in the same outfit. It's so grossly unnecessary. We want to be outside for the ceremony and the reception. Hopefully, we'll be in a kind of woodsy area for the ceremony and we want everyone to just stand in a circle so everyone is infinite and continual and the love is all around. Guuuh. I'm so excited.
Everything I just wrote sounds so hipster and gag worthy in itself, but truly, this conception of a wedding is absolutely us. I know it's right.
Overall, what's floating in our heads seems completely doable. The food and booze is our main concern of how to go about that. Buuuuut, I have total faith that we will work shit out and get this all arranged and good to go in time. It's time to start seeing what friends and family can offer up in terms of connections and crap they already own that we can borrow. Also, finding out who wants to be involved with the prep. We aren't asking for any gifts, we already have a home full of all of that crap people always want to give you. And no, I don't want to toss out our dishes to upgrade to some set that costs a few hundred so I can just spaz out and drop it while washing it.
All in all, I just want a pretty day in a pretty dress with all of my pretty friends having fun. We'll see what other crap I can throw in there just for the pizazz, because really, none of what I wrote about really makes a difference. It's all just the, this would be so amazing, but it will already more than amazing just to marry my whale.
.....I need to start making invites! EEEK.
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