invitation expansion

I recently did more work on my invitations.  I now have a "suite".   They still need some work, but I'm happy with how they are coming together.  Like last time I shared, the green is coming out too brown, the purple seems to be OK.

Invitation

RSVP card, front

RSVP card, back

(because we are iPod-ing instead of a DJ)

Thank you card 

(will be printed on the front of a folded card)

would rather be...

Mendenhall Glacier, Juneau, Alaska

i'm an idiot

so apparently, i shouldn't search dress website in the middle of the night.  the "phantom" dress totally exists in the 2009 Collection, and I feel like an moron.  anyways, it doesn't matter because it cost $4700!

the phantom dress

i found this picture on the Birnbaum & Bullock website, under the "veils and accessories" tab.  i love the dress, i want the dress.  i can't find it anywhere else on their site - figures.  

anyways, i sent them an email to see if the dress exists and how much is costs.  i'm going to be in the city in a couple of weeks for a wedding shower so hopefully i can find a couple hours to trek to mid-town to try it on.  assuming it exists.  and i can afford it.  

the decision maker

So far in our wedding planning, Beau has been the decision maker.  I research all the options, narrow down to the few I like the most, share with him and then freak out about actually choosing.  Beau rationally looks at all the choices, decides which one he likes best, which one he thinks I like best (often the same) and picks for us.  This worked out really well with the venue and the photographer and choosing to not have a DJ, but now I need to pick a dress.  Its really getting ridiculous.  Every week I find more dresses that I would like to try on  (a lot of which require a trip to NYC, which isn't going to happen) and I become more and more indecisive.  Its gotten to the point where I am seriously considering taking Beau with me to try on dresses - he is after-all, the decision maker.  I'm not too concerned with him seeing me in the dress ahead of time because I know that he will promptly forget and by the day of the wedding will be completely surprised with how I look.  What do you think?

work sucks.

The last couple of weeks have been a little bit of a roller-coaster with my PhD research.  Just last week I found out that the first abstract I submitted for my very first conference was not only accepted, but accepted for a 15 min oral presentation - pretty much the best a student can do.  In addition, my advisor's other student also had his abstract accepted for a presentation - so pretty much happy times in the lab (despite all the data we still need to generate).  Unfortunately, yesterday we found out that some random people from Cincinnati "scooped" us (ie published our data before we could).  This was especially upsetting because we have way more data than they did and our data is more compelling because we approach the question from multiple angles and have answered the question more fully.  I don't think we are completely screwed because we have all this other data, but we lost the novelty, and probably will not be able to publish in as good a journal as would have been able to otherwise.  Its been really disheartening, also, no idea what I'm going to present at the conference because a lot of it was just published...

Sorry, I know this was kind of a downer post, with nothing to do with our wedding, but I just needed to vent a little.

Would rather be here...

The village of Oios on the island of Santorini, Greece

Image from here.

The penis veil.

The Beau's sister is getting married in a couple weeks and tomorrow is her bachelorette party.  I was put in charge of "the fun".  I bought penis straws, a bachelorette version of pictionary for the limo, some lei's as prizes AND I went a little over board on craftiness and made a veil; a lovely veil, that just happens to have some penises on it.  

my attempt at being a little artsy with my photography...

It was actually surprisingly simple to make, and not particularly time consuming.  The most annoying part was attaching the penises.  I couldn't find small plastic penis buttons or charms so I ended up using penis candies from Spencer's.  They kept falling off when I used hot-glue, so I moved up to super-glue and so far it seems to have worked.  They just need to last till tomorrow evening...

(*all images by me)

yet another dress...

So, I tried on the Marisa again this morning (the store in ROC had it!) and I still like it, a lot.  According to the woman helping me, its a knockoff of a Vera.  After going through the Vera website I've decided its a knockoff of the Vera Wang Luxe Callalily.

 

The Marisa dress is strapless (ie - no big poofy flower thing on the shoulder) and its a-line.  It does have the same neckline and same asymmetrically draped layers - which I love.  They are very soft and flowing.

Not actually on a planning vacation...

Remember when I thought I was done with planning till September - yeah, not so much.  Totally didn't register that I still need to buy a dress and that if I wait until September it will be cutting it close.  I was definitely blocking it out.  It all came crashing down when on a whim I made an appointment at a bridal store in Jersey so that I could go dress shopping just once with my BFF D before she moves to Turkey...  I actually found two dresses that I liked, so I now have a number of different options ranging in price from $900-3400; and ranging in style from empire goddess to princess ball gown to simple a-line to mermaid.  No idea how I'm going to pick.  Still can't get a clear mental image of what I want to look like the day of.  They all seem to mesh with different aspects of my personality.  Right now I'm leaning towards a Marisa that I saw this past weekend (sorry, the Marisa website totally sucks and I can't find a picture).  Its a flow-y a-line, very simple, but with some whimsy.  It would need a killer necklace, but I know just the place in Israel.  I'm going to attempt to try it on again here in the ROC, and then I might pull the trigger.

Would rather be here...

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