Saturday, April 16, 2011
The chapel coordinator where I'm getting married discouraged me from using real and even fake flower petals for my two flower girls. She explained this is because she is often the one stuck picking up the mess. Even though it seemed like a pretty self-serving request I didn't mind going a different route for the flower girls.
I made two ribbon wands for the girls to shake as they walk down the aisle. I thought it would making walking down the aisle a little more fun for them and it would be something cute for them to take home after the wedding. Oh, and I guess it would make the chapel coordinator happy too. Yes, I know, I'm a sassy pants.
I painted 6mm wooden dowels and wooden head beads with a 10mm opening that I bought from JoAnn Fabrics. I cut long strands of ribbon and stacked them, then I put the middle of the ribbon stack on top of the end of the wood dowel and shoved the head bead over the whole thing. The extra thickness of the ribbon filled the 4mm of empty space and kept the head bead on snug. Super easy and simple. Now I just need to keep the girls from stabbing people with them (they're sassy girls too).
Saturday, April 9, 2011
Thursday, April 7, 2011
Saturday, April 2, 2011
As they say in show business, "The show much go on." Even if you break your toenail in half (have you seen Black Swan?), the show must go on. Even if you're sore and achy, the show must go on. Even if your dad is a tyrannical overlord, the show must go on. :) So, despite adversity the wedding show must go on and here's a sneak peak.
These are 1" buttons that I made using a button-maker. The patterns/colors were punched out of J. Crew and Boden catalogs. Hahaha you use what you can, people!
Friday, April 1, 2011
I've definitely felt like I've been stuck in a dark tunnel the past couple of months. The familiar story of unbearable drama during wedding planning, being half a country away from my fiancé for the past 2.5 years, preparing mentally to leave my friends and church family of over 20 years behind, and leaving a job that I actually enjoy doing and co-workers whom I genuinely love. It's been hard. Really hard.
But rather than seeing the singular light at the end of the tunnel I've been blessed with the support of my friends who have become my family over the years so that it feels like I'm able to see the light through windows while still being in the tunnel. In the words of a song that gave me solace in my youth, "Everything's gonna be alright. Every little thing is gonna be alright."