So When Are You Two Getting Married?


Aug
10
2009

Labor of Love

May I give you a piece of advice? I think you'll find it fairly useful. If you are considering becoming engaged, I would suggest that you become engaged to a designer. Sure, a stockbroker might make you rich and a doctor might make you healthy---or at least treat you to a little free liposuction now and then---but a designer? Well, a designer will, when the time comes, make you some really kickass wedding invitations.  

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Jul
30
2009

On Buying The Last Issue Of Martha Stewart Weddings I'll Ever Be Able To Buy, At Least Without Buying It "For A Friend"

I was in Hawaii most of last week for work---yeah, yeah, I know, you don't have to say it---and the result has been that I seem to have lost touch with reality a little since getting back. When I woke up this morning, for instance, I realized it was already the second day of August---August!---and do you know what comes after August? A TIME WHEN I NEED TO HAVE MADE AN AWFUL LOT OF PLACE CARDS AND MENUS AND PROGRAMS, THAT'S WHAT.

Hey, I'm getting married next month!

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Jul
19
2009

Takes a Village

You know what I've been thinking lately? This is going to sound sappy, so bear with me, but I've been thinking this: I really feel like the Internet has been helping me with my wedding.

Okay, that came out totally wrong. That came out, like, "hey, have you heard of this great thing called the Internet? You can order things on it FROM YOUR COMPUTER. I know! From a little box! And you can do research! On the same little box! Boy howdy, this "Internet" thing sure is helping me out with my wedding. By the way, is it still 1995?"

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Jul
13
2009

Like Me, But With A Lot More Blush On

Every time we go down to San Diego, like we did this weekend, we get so much done that I start to go the opposite direction of worrying about the wedding, and instead I just get pleasantly complacent. Wedding? I shrug, what wedding? Oh right, THAT wedding. Eh, it'll all come together. This is either because we get so much done down there that my buckling to-do list bounces back into something resembling approachability, or because Virgin America---recognizing a harried bride when it sees one---is habitually slipping Xanax into my diet coke on the plane.

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Jul
08
2009

The Center Cannot Hold

Could just be that I've lived in San Francisco too long, but I've always believed that the body will express the feelings the mind often can't. Wow, did you read that sentence I just wrote? Sign me up for a chakra-centering workshop, stat! Bring me my patchouli! I've got crystals and mung beans and a tie-dyed Grateful Dead shirt from 1972 and I'm not afraid to use them! 

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Jul
07
2009

Things I Swear, Under Pain of Death, I Will Never Say To An Engaged Person

"Well, finally. Took him long enough!"

"How's the planning going?"

"Wow, you're getting close, huh?"

"How's it all going? Getting stressed yet?"

"I can totally tell you've lost some weight. You look skinny now!"

"Only eight weeks to go! My god, how are you going to do it all?"

"So how's that planning going anyway?"

"Have you thought about your bouquet?"

"And your cake?"

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Jun
25
2009

The More Things Change, The More They Stay The Same

I am finding it impossible to see past September 5th, 2009. It's like I have tunnel vision, the date looming ever closer in my mind, blinders around everything else. And while I can visualize every single tiny detail of September 5th---indeed, visualizing every single tiny detail of September 5th has been what I've been doing since we officially set the date at the beginning of the year---I can't even begin to imagine what September 6th, 2009 will be like. 

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Jun
18
2009

Obama Made Me Do It

So I have a new trick, and the trick is this: every week, I write my to-do list as though the President were asking me to do the things on it. Genius! I know! Because then I'm all "Well, Obama wants me to order my new contact lenses and email that guitarist about playing during the cocktail hour and fax the contract to the caterer. So: DONE!"

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Jun
16
2009

Always Listen To The Internet

So I went with Dress C  in the end, which was kind of a no-brainer---at least according to the comments---and also secretly my favorite anyway. Thank you all so much for making my mind up for me; I've decided I'm no longer going to make any important decisions myself, I'm just going to put them to a vote on the Internet instead. So much easier than actually having to think. How do you feel about smooth peanut butter versus crunchy?

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