Rookie Wedding Mistake

So, I made a rookie wedding-planning mistake a couple weeks ago.  I made an appointment for engagement pictures... and I have more than a month to obsess over the details.

Rookie. Mistake.

You see, I have since ordered at least 15 dresses and no less than 5 pairs of shoes.  I'm looking for the "perfect look".  And don't even get me started with Mr. RH. 

My goal is to have 3 looks that I LOVE for myself... and then I'll work on coordinating for him. 

I was literally planning on hanging my outfits in his closet and spending some time there just really pondering his wardrobe and any new pieces we need to add.

Yes, it's ok to roll your eyes so hard it hurts.

So I snapped up some dresses at, of all places, Kohls last week online.... and I'll let you all be the judge.

This first dress is the one that got it started.  It had ruching along the side, a fun pattern, seemed long enough... win win win.

Except... see the last picture.  Is it just me, or is the neckline crooked and the hem going downhill??  Weird.

Also, where did my boobs go?!  (Side note: I think I need to go find Victoria's Secret this weekend.  In the form of gel or padding.  WHERE DID THEY GO?!)

I thought the next two dresses were the same dress in a a print that was slightly-less-loud... but it turns out they were more of a sack-dress and had no waistline, which really doesn't work for my shape.  I added my trusty belt to mixed results...

And then again in blue. With the addition of the back pic to let you see what I'm working with in the belt situation.

Part of the problem is that the belt is probably too small... and then the other is that the dress just seems to be not my style.

I love this next chevron dress... but then again - chevron is over-staying its' welcome, and the dress is too big.  Again, where did my girls go?!

And I would be remiss in life if I didn't say I wasn't searching for my Perfect Blue color everywhere... and I think I found it.

Too bad that ruffle was quite so large, otherwise I thought this number was quite fetching.

And then these last two sets weren't really for engagement pics at all, they were more for 'live-in' summer dresses...

Again, the top on these two was huge on me... you can really see the folds swimming on the pink dress.

And this last one wasn't much to write home about, but super comfortable.

So if you need me, I'll just be returning everything I've ever purchased and scouring all ends of the internet for a semi-dressy hot dress for engagement photos.  In a month.

I'm not sure I'll survive until then.

Rookie mistake.

Poor Mr. RH.

Wedding Wednesday: Cue Freakout

As the wedding date of one of my dear friends approaches (and Tess' wedding!), I am struck with the notion that the countdown is on for me, as well.  Barely over 100 days. 

One of the biggest things that I will dilly-dally over is the invites, which should be ordered fairly soon.

The problem is... I guess our (haha, MY) wedding "colors" aren't very popular, because there is exactly 1 invite that contains both blue and red.

Oh you know, just a ROUND invitation in red and blue. 

Not sure how I feel about round invitations.  I'm just not a round girl.

That being said... do the invites need to "match" the wedding?

I tried falling in love with a traditional, ivory and black/blue/whatever colored invite and I just couldn't do it.  I'm just a colorful girl. 

So.  Do invites need to match the wedding?

Does the wedding even have a personal style yet? 

Not really.

Just some ideas and a lot of hope.

Tell me what to do.  Please and thank you.

10 Steps to Happiness

You know, there are some times when I think that I couldn't possibly think of 10 things that make me happy... and there are times that I could make this list go on forever.

But - there are a few surefire things that always make me happy.

And surprisingly they are not all ice cream.  Today.

1. Baking.  I love putting some batter into the oven and then removing a beautiful treat.  I mean honestly... CARBS.
   
   
   
2. Margaritas with friends.  Too bad the BFF is knocked-up, that puts a major damper on margarita drinking.
   
   
3. Twitter.  Sometimes, the best therapy is online.
4. May Flowers.
   
   
5. Being Engaged.  129 days until the wedding and I'm already mourning the loss of this time.  Why has it gone so fast?!
   
   
6.  Sweet, tiny babies.  My "new" niece and nephews are already 4-6 months old.  One of my other college friends gave birth to a baby boy.  Stop growing, babies!!"
   
   
7. Cooking.  Mr. RH has been commuting for his new job, and it leaves me with some extra time on my hands.  And I've been cooking... and it's rather delicious.
   
   
8.  Curly hair.  Sometimes, I think nature got confused when it gave me straight hairs on my head.  Luckily, I can daydream about future curly-haired children, right?!
   
   
   
9. Online shopping.  I believe we've discussed this before.
10. This blog.  My buddy in good times and in bad.  Thanks for hanging around.

 Happy Tuesday!

Dream Wedding Shoes

I think it may take me some time to fully recover from the trauma of yesterday.  As it turns out, there was no dead bird anywhere (thank GOD!), only tons of feathers ripped out at the root (oh man, starting to gag).  Seriously, one of the nastiest things I can ever remember that Mother Nature did to me.  Ugh.

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Obviously, today's post needs to scrape me off the floor a little bit and return some pep to my step.

Let's talk wedding shoes, shall we? 

And yes, by that I mean let's talk wedding shoes again.  I mean again, again.  

In my most recent last post, I was talking about having some wedding shoes made - and that's the path I'm still on right now. 

Despite my reservations, I went with the shoe the crowd voted for - shoe #4 - and started the customizing process. 

I tried to recall my favorite pair of shoes... and then I realized that I still had them.  Cue fashion show.

I wore these shoes to my college graduation, where they got ruined.  If they weren't ruined, I'd be signing up to wear them for the wedding.  Maybe.

They're an old brand of shoes that was exclusive to L.S. Ayres - and since they got bought out by Macy's - no dice.

I love the color, the embellishment, the retro-feel of them.  And, despite having graduated 4 years ago this month, and having completely ruined the shoes, I can't get rid of them.  I love them.

So, I actually requested to try on the shoes I was customizing before the custom work began - and thank GOODNESS I did.  They were actually too big in my normal size, which I know would end up with blisters.

Luckily, I'm sizing down - but I couldn't resist snapping a pic while I had them in my hands.

Despite the fact that a white wedding shoe has never appealed to me, having these on, seeing this picture... it puts my heart into a whole different rhythm.  

I'm getting married.  In 134 days.

Holy. cow.

Happy Friday!

Morning Terror

So, I just had one of those nights of sleep.  The nights of sleep that dreams are made of.  The bed was the right temperature, I slept like a rock, wonderful.

Woke up, was walking by a window, and what I saw had my non-existent breakfast threatening reappearance and actually made me scream out loud.

I may be slightly over-dramatic, but remember that I have a deathly fear of birds.

I yelled for my daddy (screamed/cried, but who's keeping track?), and he escorted me outside where there are feathers and carnage everywhere.  

 The windows of our little sun porch appear to have some blood spatter and maybe a little spit? puke? poop? on them.

I had grand plans of working outside in the flowers today but I am way too terrified to hang out there today.  I know he's either dead or injured badly... but no.  I'm so scared, whatever killed it - I want nothing to do with it.  

So, needless to say I'll probably never sleep again.

I hate birds and I swear they terrorize me.

What the hell happened on my roof last night?

Or do I even want to know?