Question- How do you feel about your wedding photographer?
My question is sensitive for a few reasons:
1. My photographer will probably read this post.
2. I know of several people, although many years have passed since their wedding, who are still really upset with theirs and the photos that came to pass during their special day.
3. I'm a little jaded with photographs of "the perfect day" and am not sure how much I care about having them.
I know that in 40 years, I will want to have something to show my grand kids about that crazy event that ended the war in Iraq and rendered all weddings illegal in 45 states and closed down social media for 36 hours straight... but I'd rather just retell it in my animated, wild-eyed way, making them imagine it with their minds instead of seeing them on yellowed old computer screens we found in the basement among the pile of iPhones, toilets before they were all remote controlled, and those things we called books.
Monday, April 28, 2014
Saturday, April 26, 2014
Linen? or Lace?
Finding the perfect wedding dress was the last thing on my mind today.
If you know me at all, you'll know that I would have been happy walking down the aisle in sweats. But to make everyone happy, I decided to keep the surprise appointment my almost sister-in-law made for me and try on a few. I only wanted to get an idea of what would look good and what shape fit me best.
There are so many shapes!
Ball Gown, Mermaid, Fit and Flair, A-line... just to name a few that I remember.
After trying the first one on though, it was like magic. I was suddenly a bride. I know they say "you'll feel it" but I didn't believe it. Suddenly I had gone from the nerd in glasses to a bride in white.
I won't tell you if I found the one today but I will say I was blown away by the feeling you get in one of those gowns. I was really a princess for a few minutes.
If you know me at all, you'll know that I would have been happy walking down the aisle in sweats. But to make everyone happy, I decided to keep the surprise appointment my almost sister-in-law made for me and try on a few. I only wanted to get an idea of what would look good and what shape fit me best.
There are so many shapes!
Ball Gown, Mermaid, Fit and Flair, A-line... just to name a few that I remember.
After trying the first one on though, it was like magic. I was suddenly a bride. I know they say "you'll feel it" but I didn't believe it. Suddenly I had gone from the nerd in glasses to a bride in white.
I won't tell you if I found the one today but I will say I was blown away by the feeling you get in one of those gowns. I was really a princess for a few minutes.
Friday, April 25, 2014
Coffee and Donuts
One time, in the early stages of our relationship, Andrew called me around 7 pm one night and told me about a marathon that was going to happen in his city the next morning.
"What?? I can't do that!" I exclaimed, full knowing that this was going to be the end of our relationship if he was going to be this demanding about exercise.
"No," he reassured me softly, "I was thinking we could wake up early, go get coffee and donuts and sit in lawn chairs watching the runners from my front yard."
I'm gonna marry this man, I knew right then and there.
Which is why, in my own little weird way, I want to have coffee and donuts at my wedding. Probably sans the lawn chairs though.
Wednesday, April 23, 2014
Linen and Lace- the beginnings
Mostly this blog is to get my thoughts, questions, and unusual number of fears and stresses out and on "paper" and to hopefully get encouraging feedback and opinions, horror stories I can learn from, and advice from people who have already walked down this road.
First things first. I'll tell you guys our story.
I chose the theme "linen and lace" because I believe that truly describes Andrew's and my relationship in a way no other inanimate objects can. Like linen, we are simple, no fuss, no bling and pretty old fashioned. But lace, like our relationship is intricate and unique. It is pretty and nice to look at but not for everyone. And that's okay with me!
Andrew and I started out working at Signal Hill Costco together but in different departments so we never actually met.
In 2009, when the Lakewood Costco opened, we both went to work there and met when he transferred inside to the membership department from the food court. Since I worked on the front end as a cashier and he had to come visit the lines to try to sell upgraded memberships, we started seeing more of each other. Not much happened though until a mutual friend had a birthday party in May of 2010. Andrew asked me to go with him and I said no.
Let me explain.
He was in my line as I was ringing up items for my members while he tried to convince me to go out with him. He ended up involving my line in getting my number. Everyone thought he was adorable and made me do it. Needless to say, I'm glad they did. We went to the party, had a blast, and made another "date" for a week later.
Four years later, a few breakups, tears, laughter and makeups later, he decided to make it official and keep me forever his.
He took me to Big Sur, a place I love as my second home, and proposed on a beautiful cliff beach where, a year before, we had run around in the sand climbing rocks and racing the wind.
Full of pretty things to say about me, he got down on one knee and asked me to be his wife. Of course I said yes yes yes...
Now it's been a few weeks and the excitement, although still extremely present, is a little blurred by the overwhelming stress I suddenly feel for making decisions for 120+ people.
The most popular questions I've gotten so far, to which I only have a nervous smile and a shrug to offer as answer are:
"What are your colors?"
"When is the big day?"
"I'm invited right?"
I do know a few things. My beautiful sisters-in-law will be my bridesmaids along with my life-long bestie as my maid of honor (in a few weeks however, she'll be my matron of honor since she is getting married early May). I know the song that I'm walking down the aisle to, and I know that Andrew is the man that I love in my own, quiet but fiercely loyal way.
So now that you know a little bit about my background, what advice do you have for a very confused and nervous little bride who just wants everyone to be happy?
-9 months till I'm no longer a Mansell,
~ Allison
First things first. I'll tell you guys our story.
I chose the theme "linen and lace" because I believe that truly describes Andrew's and my relationship in a way no other inanimate objects can. Like linen, we are simple, no fuss, no bling and pretty old fashioned. But lace, like our relationship is intricate and unique. It is pretty and nice to look at but not for everyone. And that's okay with me!
Andrew and I started out working at Signal Hill Costco together but in different departments so we never actually met.
In 2009, when the Lakewood Costco opened, we both went to work there and met when he transferred inside to the membership department from the food court. Since I worked on the front end as a cashier and he had to come visit the lines to try to sell upgraded memberships, we started seeing more of each other. Not much happened though until a mutual friend had a birthday party in May of 2010. Andrew asked me to go with him and I said no.
Let me explain.
He was in my line as I was ringing up items for my members while he tried to convince me to go out with him. He ended up involving my line in getting my number. Everyone thought he was adorable and made me do it. Needless to say, I'm glad they did. We went to the party, had a blast, and made another "date" for a week later.
Four years later, a few breakups, tears, laughter and makeups later, he decided to make it official and keep me forever his.
He took me to Big Sur, a place I love as my second home, and proposed on a beautiful cliff beach where, a year before, we had run around in the sand climbing rocks and racing the wind.
Full of pretty things to say about me, he got down on one knee and asked me to be his wife. Of course I said yes yes yes...
Now it's been a few weeks and the excitement, although still extremely present, is a little blurred by the overwhelming stress I suddenly feel for making decisions for 120+ people.
The most popular questions I've gotten so far, to which I only have a nervous smile and a shrug to offer as answer are:
"What are your colors?"
"When is the big day?"
"I'm invited right?"
I do know a few things. My beautiful sisters-in-law will be my bridesmaids along with my life-long bestie as my maid of honor (in a few weeks however, she'll be my matron of honor since she is getting married early May). I know the song that I'm walking down the aisle to, and I know that Andrew is the man that I love in my own, quiet but fiercely loyal way.
So now that you know a little bit about my background, what advice do you have for a very confused and nervous little bride who just wants everyone to be happy?
-9 months till I'm no longer a Mansell,
~ Allison
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