Saturday, May 24, 2008

While we're on the topic of headwear ...

Apparently, nobody can outdo the Royals when it comes the wedding headwear. Witness the fashions at the nuptials of Peter Phillips and Autumn Kelly.

Camilla and the Queen seemed to be channeling Ancient Greece with their choice of headwear. It's certainly a statement ...



And then there's Fergie's daughter, Princess Beatrice. I'm slightly speechless!


Perhaps it's not surprising that hats would take center stage at the wedding, since the bride seems to have an affinity for surprising head coverings. This is certainly ... dramatic. Especially for a Canadian gal!


I can only imagine the attire at the royal wedding! If and when it ever happens, of course.

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

To veil or not to veil?

Just as I knew that my dress was my dress when I put it on, I also knew that the veil slapped on my head was not my veil. I looked like a mix between a little girl preparing for her first Communion and the Flying Nun. The simple truth is, I love veils on other people, but I'm not sure I'm a veil gal. They are so fancy and such a statement, while I feel like I'm more low-key. But will I regret not wearing one?

A photographer that I was working with yesterday assured me that I will. "Veils look soooo pretty in pictures!" she cooed. "It's your only chance to wear one."

My only chance. Ouch. Perhaps I'll reconsider, or maybe just compromise on the topic. Luckily, there are so many options now that veils do not have to be synonymous with "drowning in tulle."

Twigs & Honey
has the most fabulous selection of birdcage veils. So chic without being so dramatic. What's not to love about french netting?



I'm also smitten with BridesHead Revisited. Their barrettes, flowers and headbands seem to be more my speed.

Feathers are intriguing me, too, like this delightful number. But I think my girl Carrie Bradshaw takes it a little too far.

Speaking of: Anyone else uneasy about watching the (presumably) failed wedding in the "Sex and the City" movie? Or is it only uncomfortable for brides-to-be named Carrie?

My favorite groom: A woman wrote in to Miss Manners, saying that her husband is taking her name. Bravo!

Friday, May 16, 2008

Free stuff. What's not to love?

Registering for wedding gifts was an activity we approached with all of the enthusiasm of a tooth extraction. Everyone said it was supposed to be fun, like shopping for all new things without the hassle of actually paying for them. But to me, it seemed more like the retail equivalent of force-feeding -- pushing ourselves to outfit the rest of our lives in the course of one afternoon.

There were fights. There were tears. And after a day at Macy's, there was a lame list of things we kinda, sorta wanted but didn't really feel strongly about.

Many newly engaged couples insist they aren't going to register. What could be tackier than not only asking for gifts, but actually enumerating them online for the world to see? But your relatives are going to buy you things, so it seems like a courtesy to point them in the right direction. (It may also decrease the likelihood of receiving between 15 and 20 crockpots.)

Everyone told my fiance that he'd love registering because you get to scan each item with a little gun. Sadly, the novelty wore off after a few minutes of perusing china patterns. Every piece we looked at, we asked ourselves, "Do we really want to eat Thanksgiving dinner off of this in 2028?" This caused us to confront our own mortality. Suddenly, these adorable plates seemed more depressing than whimsical.

When I was reduced to tears in front of this pattern, we decided to abort the china selection process and move onto something more fun, like linens! Unfortunately, it was not more fun. And the rest of the day continued like this, with us dragging ourselves through the largest store in the world, crippled with indecision, uncertain that anyone would ever buy us something as decadent as a Kitchenaid mixer and equally uncertain that we needed it.

Two weeks later, after realizing that we'd erred in trying to accomplish too much, too fast, we decided to hit Crate & Barrel. We wandered around, not forcing ourselves to choose anything we were unsure about. We love our duvet cover -- why get a new one? How often would we actually use a mortar and pestle? And why get glasses specifically for white wine when we only drink red, anyway?

We left relaxed and happy, thinking more about our new life together than the material objects that will sit on its periphery. Will we want to eat off these dishes at Thanksgiving 2028? I'm not sure, but it makes me smile to imagine it.

Can I register here?

I arrived home last night to find a beautiful package from Bon Bon Atelier. I was so tickled -- who would send me something from an atelier? It was a gift of adorable dessert plates (including the one pictured above) from my bridesmaid and fellow bride-to-be Christa. This looks like a great spot for buying unique, handcrafted, retro shower gifts or Sleeping Beauty tote bags.

Do you take this Jedi....
I've seen some very tasteful theme weddings: beach themes, holiday themes, vintage themes. But this one is perhaps too far, far out there. And don't worry, I wouldn't neglect to show you the cake.

Put the dress to the test
This makes typically pre-wedding jitters seem like kid stuff. This bride took an exam before her ceremony -- while wearing her gown.

Monday, May 12, 2008

“Do they sell Spanx for arms?” and other pressing bridal questions

Remember the episode of “Friends” where Rachel and Phoebe fought over being Monica’s maid of honor? And after Rachel won the fight, type-A personality Monica whipped out a huge scrapbook filled with pictures and swatches she’s been collecting since childhood, causing Rachel to reconsider the position?

I’m not a Monica. Of course I’d thought about my wedding like most folks do, mainly making a mental list of things I would not do. Like I didn’t want to get married at my hometown’s fire hall, as my cousin did for both of his weddings. And I wouldn’t use the theme to “The Titanic” for my first dance, as my childhood friend did, foreshadowing the fate of her marriage.

So when I got engaged, I was clueless, totally unprepared for the hundreds of choices I'd face in the coming months. Take photography for starters. One photographer or two? Film or digital? Album or high-resolution disc of photos? I spent weeks staring at photographers' websites
, crippled by the weight of this decision. In the end, after all the anguish, I ended up choosing the first photographer I emailed.

Like many busy brides, I do all my research online and consult bridal blogs and message boards for even the most minute details. What's the difference between a place card, an escort card and a table card? Can I take the subway in my wedding gown? And, as my friend and fellow bride Christa recently asked me, do they sell Spanx for arms?

So this is why I decided to start a wedding blog of my own
-- to create a little place for me to share my anxiety as well as what I've learned since I got engaged. Which isn't very much.

The bride wore stripes

Dreaming of a destination wedding on a romantic island? Remy Ma and Papoose's nuptials at Rikers Island probably ain't what you've got in mind. Too bad her husband-to-be brought a handcuff key. Guess he had his heart set on an immediate honeymoon?

The bride wore Oscar de la Renta
On the polar opposite end of the spectrum, there was Jenna Bush's wedding in Texas. The Washington Post has an exhaustive discussion about the event. Here's all I want to know -- how did someone convince maid of honor Barbara to wear a wreath in her hair?