Month: November 2009

keepin’ it cool

5th grade was a big year for me. New school, lowest grade on the totem pole. It was a perfect chance to be seen as someone else. And so my usual self — a self that was more than content wearing pink leggings and a stained...

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where the money is going

Because I apparently have nothing better to do with my time, I made a pie chart depicting the (estimated) distribution of wedding budget funds. By no means is this comprehensive, but at least all the main elements are covered....

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gobsmacked

I came across the work of fashion photographer Tom Palumbo on Grain Edit today, and I was stunned....

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questions that seek answers

There are a few things I want to know today: 1) Why is “sparkly” the adjective of choice to describe vampires lately? Have they all been slathered in Elmer’s glue and dropped into a vat of glitter, or have they...

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on perspective

You know what gets me down? The fact that the beau and I have this luxurious year to plan our wedding. The fact that we can casually mention we’re having a wedding, and no one looks at us askance. The fact that our broader...

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color reel

You guys probably already know all about this, because you are a smart bunch of imaginary readers....

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waiting

The beau is gone this week on a work trip, again. This happens about once a month, sometimes more....

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i am not a princess

You know what I’m completely over? The Princess Mentality. You know what I’m talking about. “You’re the bride. It’s your day to look and feel like a princess and every princess deserves to be the...

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puttin’ a ring on it

The beau doesn’t wear jewelry — never has.* The beau even finds watches uncomfortable. Yet somehow, the beau has already gone and picked himself out a wedding band. A wood-inlay titanium band, to be precise, from...

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dresswreck’d

I have a terrible confession to make: I don’t want to look for a dress. I feel conflicted about this because, as far as I know (or as far as mass media tells me), girls are supposed to enjoy this shopping thing. I am a...

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