Monthly Archives: November 2009

I’m a super-cheese, super-cheese, I’m super cheesy…

I feel like such a big ball of cheese. I just updated my bio, and now I have one in a convenient, adjective-laden, compact form! (Well, at least a blurby-form bio). You can see it in the About Me section under the Pages drop-down, but heck, I’ll copy and paste it right here! I’m so sweet.

I’m a six-foot-three bride with a fifty-foot personality! I love great art, fabulous design, intense color, tons of music, indie photography, watching movies on repeat, and being really awesome. This super-tall, Southern, loud, quirky, neurotic artist is marrying a German, quiet, silly, super-amazing roboticist in an eclectic, funky, fun, snazzy, technicolored June wedding. Anything is game for this shindig, for it is all about us! We’re bringing giant paper cranes, six-foot-tall portraits, fortune cookies, a photo booth, a club-circuit dj, handcuffs, and possibly a kidnapping to this small Southern town. Watch out, y’all, and try to keep up!

Feel free to mock me now. I have a big ol’ issue with writing about myself, in that I tend to yammer on and on. And on. I never know what to say. I obsess over saying I too much. Have trouble figuring out what are the important and pertinent points to add about myself. The list goes on…

Anyway, after about forty-eleventy billion hours and rewrites, I got that sucker up there. About as succinct as I get, and I think I deserve a green or blue star for my efforts. If I’d left out some of the cheese, maybe a gold star, but hey, I can handle being cheesy sometimes.

Who else gets totally neurotic-bananas over writing about themselves, bio-wise? Are you a rambler like I am, or just totally stumped for what to say? ‘Fess. Don’t leave me hangin’ out in weirdo-land all by my lonesome.

Knotted, polka-dotted, twisted, beaded, braided…

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All hair pictures above from InStyle Weddings

Now that you know that I’m desperately growing my hair out, let’s take a look at what I want to do with it! Above are some really rad hairdos, and, well, now I can go over why I like each one! (I feel like I need a chalkboard and a pointy-sticky-baton when I talk like that).

  1. The first row is the same hair from two different angles. Because it’s June in West-Central Georgia, it’s going to be hot as you-know-what and even more humid. I would love to wear my hair down, but I’m not sure that’s in the cards. The last thing I want to worry about is my hair plastered to my face and neck. That’s where this bagel-do comes in! I first referred to it as my bagel-do to my hairdresser [Luke] because it looks like a bagel plopped on the back of her head. That’s pretty win if you ask me. To pull this off, I’d probably need some tracks put in to fill it all out. (Weave pat, girls!) I’d also probably make it a lower bagel. This one is, as of now, my numero uno choice for an up-do.
  2. This one is pretty awesome, because the hair is down, but it’s so helmeted down with hair jazz that it takes on the updo feel. Plus, I think if I were to go down, this might be an easier way weather wise? So much product+off my face=win? I also am a sucker for a headband. This one, however, would pose some interesting veil issues, because… um… where would I put it? Also, with that much product, what’s going to happen when I start bouncing around? I can’t imagine it would look like much after 5 minutes on the dancefloor with me.
  3. I love a sleek pony. Classic and smooth, though I might have it lower, and it would DEFINITELY be more filled out than homegirl’s pony up there. That pony is a little weak, if you ask me. The idea is there, though. So big ups for sleek ponies.
  4. This is a wish and a hope and a pipe dream. If for some reason I didn’t sweat, and for some reason it wasn’t 5,000 degrees outside, and I stayed perfectly still, this would be a winner. My hair is straight, so it would work under normal circumstances, but June, wedding stress, and, well, everything else probably makes this a no-go. Sad day.
  5. Classy little low-bun-knot-thing. I like it, and I like the lowness of it. I think I’d like #5 and #1 to have a love-child, and then it’d be super on point.
  6. Love the headband, love the almost-Bride-of-Frankenstein feel, but again, bouncy me. Bounce, bounce, hair go bye-bye. Also, the veil issue again. Still looks really really lovely.
  7. Low and to the side. That’s what Luke initially suggested when we started talking wedding hair. He’s a big fan of to-the-side, and I have to agree, it looks quite nice. I’m not sure what she’s hiding in there, but I’d probably not hide anything in it. Unless I hid snacks, which would be pretty convenient.
  8. I am not sure if her hair is doing anything radically different than the other up-dos, but I have this one to point out the big, fun flower! I love big, fun flowers because they’re big… and fun. Like the idea of wearing a big, fun flower to the reception and veil to the ceremony.
  9. This is a french twist? I think? I forgot what it’s technically called, but this one is funkied-up by being done on the bias. This might be hard to pull off, but it looks pretty cool. It would have to be diagonal enough that it didn’t look like it was a mistake. Go big or go home, all that jazz.

What’s y’all’s favorite do? Is it wise to go the up-do route given the heat and humidity of Georgia in June? How did any other stressful-weather-wedding brides handle (or plan to handle!) the hairs?

Give me a head with hair, long beautiful hair…

Gimme head with hair
Long beautiful hair
Shining, gleaming,
Streaming, flaxen, waxen

Give me down to there hair
Shoulder length or longer
Here baby, there mama
Everywhere daddy daddy

Hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair, hair
Flow it, show it
Long as God can grow it
My hair

I am in the midst of the long and arduous process of growing out my hair. You see, I used to have wonderful, long, fabulous hair. Then my dumb ass went and, well, screwed things up. Let us look at the evolution of my hair, including some bad hair decisions.

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First picture, 2004 with Kristen, and see? Wonderful, long, my natural hair color. Before I started doing stuff to it. Then, Spring ’05, I decided to go for the heavy bang and “sparkle.” Sparkle was just mini mini mini highlights, but it opened up a whole can o’ worms. That can of worms turned into… my quasi-neapolitan-colored hair. Is it orange? Brown? Red? Blonde? No idea.

After that, there was a period where I dyed my hair black about 4 times. It looked sort-of ridiculous on me, even though my natural color is pretty close to black. (I tend to hide from cameras, so I can’t find any pictures of the black hairs).

Then, after the black faded, in Fall 2007, I cut all of my hair off. It was halfway down my back by that point, fried from going back and forth from black to other stuff, and needed to be cut off. Plus, e’erybody was doing it. For a year, I continued to make the bob shorter and shorter and shorter. Then, we bought my engagement ring, and it hit me.

Crap, I have to grow my hair out now. I want long hair for our wedding.

The last photo is where my hair is now. Natural color finally back. I rarely use heat on it, and have been trying to be as gentle as possible to it so that it’ll be great-tabulous by the time June rolls around!

I’m sure so many of the brides out there are going through the same exact thing. Hair-growin’-out is a pretty common thing for wedding land. Anybody else growing their hair out after some pretty stupid hair decisions? Did you get hit by the bob craze of ’07?

Next up: Wedding hair inspiration! Let’s see how I’ll try to put my (hopefully) long hairs to use!

I love cake like nobody’s business.

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True story.  Wedding cake is another thing I am strangely, weirdly, and, well, very opinionated about. There are a few things on my list of requirements, and they are as follows (in no particular order):

  1. Delicious, white buttercream frosting. I don’t want fondant to even be in the same room.
  2. No wet fillings. The filling that I like best is no filling at all. I’ll take more buttercream in the center, thanks. (I have a serious phobia of wet bread, and wet cake filling STRONGLY borders on being too close for comfort).
  3. Nothing super frou-frou.
  4. I want big, white, multi-tiered and old skool. No weird shapes. I like circles, I like squares, but I don’t like a mixture of the two.
  5. Preferably delicious, white, yummy, nom-tastic white white vanilla cake. Old skool wedding cake white cake.
  6. It has to be so delicious that I die, go to heaven, come back, die again, come back, and then eat more cake.

With those things in mind, waaaaay back early on in wedding-research land, before the actual planning started, I found this cake. I knew it was the one. You can have a the one dress, and I can have my the one cake. (I don’t remember the source of this either! If somebody could tell me where it came from, that’d be pretty win).

cakeinspirationNow I don’t know what’s going on on the inside of this cake, but I’ll bet it’s filled with awesome. See that? Round tiers. No frilly stuff. AND COVERED IN CLEAR SPRINKLY THINGS. I seriously love this thing. When we met with the caterer for the first time, I practically shoved these in his face. “WANT THIS, K?”

“Uh, sure?”

I even built a mock-up of the cake in SketchUp. (As a former architecture student, and one that had pre-Google SketchUp beat into me, I think it’s my right to use it wherever and whenever I please. It’s my thing– let it go). I bumbled around the internet and guessed that for the number of people we’re having, a 4-tier round cake would be good– 16″, 12″, 8″, 6″, and each tier 4″ tall.

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What’s that you say? The center looks so boring? Especially for a fun and technicolored parade of a wedding? FEAR NOT, dear children, for I have a brilliant idea.

I’m sure you have all heard of the monstrosity that is Funfetti. Funfetti cakes themselves stress me out, and I guess it’s because I prefer not to use boxed cakes. One day, I discovered that all it took to make a regular cake into a rainbow-fetti-ed cake was just… sprinkles. Yep, regular o’ sprinkles! That means you can have a cake with whatever colors you want! For the 4th of July, I throw in red, white, and blue sprinkles. Valentine’s Day? Pink and red! So for our wedding, we could have a ‘fettied cake that uses our colors.

So, as a quick rundown of what we have goin’ here:

  1. 4 round tiers of magic
  2. White buttercream frosting
  3. Clear sugar sprinkle sparkle guys covering the outside
  4. Only buttercream as a filling
  5. ‘Fettied white cake for the layers

Full of win. Now I just have to decide what to put on top of the cake.

So who else has a weird aversion to anything that borders on wet-bread-like-cake? Anybody else strangely particular about certain cake aspects? Any other super-plain super-old-school wedding cake lovers out there?

‘Maids in Brass Knuckles

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Ok, maybe not brass knuckles, but amazing amazing amazing knuckle rings by Heistjewelry on Etsy.

I have bookmarked these lovelies not once, not twice, but SEVEN times on my computer. I have the images saved like 0238432 times. I have a super-secret (or not-so-secret) crush on these knuckle rings, and then it went into overdrive when I saw them on the pictured set of bridesmaids circulate the wedding-blogosphere.

I would love to have these made for my ladies, but I’ll be honest– I might be chicken. I would wear the heck out of these, but I don’t know how my bridesmaids would like ‘em. Just because I’m off-the-wall doesn’t mean that I have to guilt them into being off-the-wall too.

“Oh thanks. Knuckle rings… with… my… name! Yay!”

This will probably stay a pipe-dream, as I’m sure they would prefer more grown-up jewelry if I’m shelling out $100 for a knuckle ring, but it’s still fun to think about. I might just buy one for myself, cause, well, what would be more awesome than me running around at the reception with not-so-brass knuckle-rings! Dare I say… nothing?

Have you fallen in love with certain items for your bridal party only to realize that they’re probably more YOUR style than theirs? Should I scour the ‘net for a more gag-gift-price-point alternative version of these guys for the ladies, or just live my brass knuckle dream by myself at the wedding?

**Post title should be sung to the tune of “Nights in White Satin” by The Moody Blues. I’ve added the video after the jump for your viewing and listening pleasure. View full post »

Tux to Chucks in One Night!

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JP lives in his Chucks. Wears them all. The. Time. He goes through about 2 pair a year, I’d say. I love it. They’re awesome and classic, all at the same time. Since we’re trying to have as much “us” as possible show through in our wedding, why not inject a li’l’ JP-style into our shindig?

So about halfway through the reception, or, well, after the first dance and cake stuff, JP’s going to transform from James Bond groom into a more relaxed super-awesome-supa-fly groom. (Not that he isn’t always super-awesome-supa-fly). After the first dance, after the cake cutting, when it’s time for us to really kick up our heels, JP will de-coat, de-bow-tie, roll up them sleeves, and don a pair of Chucks.

Not just his regular ol’ Chucks. No no no. We’re talking custom wedding Chucks.
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Colored on the inside and a colored stripe down the back. Our wedding date embroidered on the back. Hot stuff, right?

While some might balk at the idea of their groom in Chucks, I think it’s awesome. I’ve seen brides throw on flip-flops, so why not let the groom put on some awesome shoes? I rest my case.

What are you (and your groom) doing to inject his style into his wedding-wear? Anybody else going the Chucks-at-the-reception route? Or something even more awesome?

Veil veil veil veil veil!

I’ve known since the very beginning what I want in a veil. I knew what I wanted for a veil before I even had any CLUE about what I was doing for a dress!
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For my ultimate veil-inspiration, keep reading after the jump! If you are my lovely and handsome fiancé, you can’t keep reading after the jump. This’ll have to be a surprise.

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Beer, Wine, Champagne, and… Hunch Punch?!

For our wedding reception, we ain’t goin’ the open bar route. Just not gonna do it. First off, really drunk people make me nervous. Secondly, I don’t want anybody barfing. Thirdly, I just don’t want to. I’d rather spend the money elsewhere. So, we decided to do beer, wine, and champagne for the toasting.

I started thinking. (Novel concept, I know). I know tons of ladies (and even some gents that won’t admit it!) that really prefer a, how shall I say this, well, girlier and fruity drink. (Forgive me, but ’round these parts, that’s known as “bitch water”). If there were only beer and wine, they’d be pretty sad. To be perfectly honest, I love me some fruity drinks as well.

Let’s jump on the wedding-bandwagon. Specialty and signature drinks are pretty hot right now, and that trend sounds like a great way to solve the we-need-a-fruity-drink problem. I first thought Sangria, but then went a little “meh” over having it. We need something fun, something awesome, and something unexpected. What packs the same fruity goodness into a punch-like drink that’s a little more fun?

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Ok, I know what you’re thinking. I’m crazy. (But you’re probably *always* thinking that, so nothing new).

What packs a bigger punch than Hunch Punch? (Or Jungle Juice, if you will). It’s fruity, it’s unexpected, mix-uppable beforehand, and, well, it’s pretty inexpensive. I know there are about 304823843.32 ways to make it, and some of them are pretty potent, to say the least. (I think I’m over comma-splicing . Who cares). For those of you who are totally and completely lost, here’s how Wikipedia defines Hunch Punch (Jungle Juice for them).

Jungle juice is the name given to a mix of liquor that is usually served for group consumption.

Most jungle juice mixtures contain large quantities of hard alcohol mixed with arbitrary juices. For example, jungle juice may contain rum, gin, tequila, vodka, and whiskey, mixed with orange, grapefruit, grape, apple, pineapple, or other juices for flavor and to stretch the quantity of alcohol. In addition, most jungle juice batches contain chunks of various fruits, such as pineapples, watermelons, or grapes. Another common recipe for large batches mixes Everclear and frozen juice concentrate in a large container, such as a garbage can, diluted with tap water to the desired strength. Jungle juice can also be made with Kool-Aid; this is sometimes called “Hunch Punch.” A gin-based drink is the Gin bucket, containing gin, fruits, and Fresca and served out of a suitably sized bucket.

Jungle juice is popular on college campuses in the United States.

Because of its haphazard assembly nature, there is no preferred or documented way to create Jungle Juice. Several recipe variations can be found on the web.

I’ve seen Hunch Punch made with a whole mess of different things. The way I think that would work for us AND be more appropriate would be essentially like a poor-man’s Sangria. Basically, fruit, Hawaiian Punch, vodka, and something fizzy. Not seved in a garbage can. Not super strong. (Again, I would rather not have someone going… oveboard at our wedding reception).

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The main problem/stressor for me though is the fact that Hunch Punch, due to the Hawaiian Punch (or Kool-Aid), is BRIGHT FREAKING RED. Red dye= major stains. I’ll be wearing white. There is fabric in the house. People will be wearing clothes. Do you know what red dye does to those things? KILL DESTROY MAIM. I’m not betting on zero spills of drinks or food throughout the night, but I’d rather avoid red-dyed-spills. There is a such thing as clear Kool-Aid, and I think at one point there may have been clear Hawaiian Punch, so that could work.

Like any good sorority girl, I know of many other options, but this just seems the most fun and unexpected. (Or at least in my nutty brain it does!)

So, what do you think? Hunch Punch: Best idea ever or colossal mistake?