Hi girls,
Just wondering what you all think about ribbon backdrops?
I am wanting a backdrop for ...
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11/24/2010
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{for shits and giggles}
whatta kawinkydink!
just the other day i went on a crazy girl rampage and posted how much the store {anthropologie} gives me girl chub.
well, this morning as i sat at my computer sipping on my double double, i pulled up {green wedding shoes} for my daily creep and drool, when what to my wandering eyes should appear, but a miniature post and a wedding so dear! (holy nerd batman). the wedding is titled 'Stacy + Paul's Anthropolgie Inspired Wedding'. deja vu central. feast your eyes on what could easily be another "insert paul and amanda here" wedding. in fact the groom's name is paul...so with a minor adjustment to one of the photos, i was literally able to insert amanda. http://greenweddingshoes.com/real-wedding-stacy-pauls-anthropolgie-inspired-wedding/ from the colour scheme to the table settings-the place cards, typewriter guest book and scrabble lovin' in every nook and cranny; this bride is my soul mate...and her nerdy husband...he ain't bad either. take a peek at the little note written on the fabric their STUNNING rings are nestled on. oh yeah, and the sugar magnolia on the cake. crazy pretty. just crazy. |
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11/22/2010
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~bridesmaids dress shopping~
aaaaaand a lil' anthropologie lovin'
this past weekend 3/4 of my bridesmaids and i enjoyed a fabulous weekend in toronto, as we attempted "round one" of bridesmaid dress shopping. my girlfriend miss jennifer b has the prettiest apartment, and hosted the perfect weekend away. more of an excuse to spend time together then accomplish the purchase of four perfect dresses, we shopped our hearts out, ate thai take-out, had a few cocktails and topped it off with the santa clause parade. side note: if the santa clause parade in toronto doesn't scare you out of having children, i don't know what can.
we had a few stores on the agenda: a couple very sweet vintage shops, {fashion crimes} and my personal fave {anthropologie}. i had been to the location in new york city, but hadn't yet ventured to the store in yorkville. sweet baby jesus i could quit my job and work for free at {anthroplogie}, that's how much i love it. from the clothes to the home decor, the jewelry and the displays. swoon....the displays. if i worked in retail, it would be at {anthroplogie}, as a display designer, and my life would be complete. i would be there before the store even opened and anyone else arrived, blast bob marley on the speaker system, slip into something cute off the rack and start arranging and then re-arranging everything in the store. what was i even talking about? oh yeah. we found 2 very pretty dresses that cass and jules tried on. we thought both were lovely, and would fit the style of the wedding, but the blush pink of the one dress may be too light and close to white (can't have that!) and the other was a little too mauve. so we left them behind and kept searching. considering we're at the end of the fall season and right into the winter lines, the colours out right now are mainly purple, navy blue, green and red. we figured our best bet is to wait until the spring lines start coming out in february, and see what kind of perfectly pink numbers come out. because each girl is wearing a different dress, i'm not concerned or worried about them finding their own "dream dresses". not yet at least. after 7 hours of shopping, our dog's were barking so we snuggled into jen's for thai take-away and drinks. once we caught a second wind we headed out and spent the night dancing our brains out. the santa clause parade and a delicious brunch capped off a very perfect "bridesmaid dress inspiration" weekend, and i feel like i am more sure of what we are looking for, and where we could potentially find it. so the search continues.... |
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11/16/2010
Prettiest. I love everything about this. Sweet Peony Flowers Lovin' the Lace Lace, Fleurs, Fabulous Fun but Pretty Green Base? Amazing. Magnolia Fleurs Lovely Attempting this may kill me. Attempting this may also kill me. A square option. White on White on White Holy Smokes. Pretty Petit Fours I like this alot. Cupcake Option. Swoooooooooon!!! |
let them eat cake!
and cookies. and cupcakes. and petit fours.
the last week or so, i have dedicated my google searching to finding the wedding cake of my dreams. but with so many creative and fun options, i have found myself more confused then i was when i started my googling.
as i mentioned in my {mangia cake} post, i am planning on making my wedding cake. i'm not bananas, just lucky. lucky enough to have some fabulous friends and bridesmaids who are willing to help me with the cake, and pour me another glass of vino when the stress starts making my hair fall out. so far, i know the cake will have some sort of lace/appliqué/eyelet detail on it as either a trim around each tier or maybe as a bow. i want to attempt sugar peonies or magnolias rather then going fresh as the peonies need so much water and the magnolias are damn near impossible in june. i also like the idea of brooches, monograms or "fondant buttons", but don't want to turn this thing into a broadway musical with it's own song and dance. simple is better. and less stressful. the cake will sit on our "gourmet dessert" station, which in my wildest fantasies looks something like this: ![]() along with the cake, we will offer macaroons, cookies and either cupcakes or {petit fours}; my new favourite deeeelish dessert. they are basically a small cake done in a bite-sized, single serving made to look like a miniature cake. i know, how french of moi. once i decide what i want the cake to look like, i need to compliment it with the topper and stand. i have a good idea of what i want both of those things to look like, it's just a matter of bringing it all together so i can have my cake and love it too. |
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11/12/2010
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honeymooning
sogno dell'Italia|dreaming of italy
yesterday marked 7 months until the big day. (eeeeeeee!!!) this both excited me and scared me silly-a lot has been done to plan and prepare, yet there is still so much that needs to be decided on, organized and completed...it makes my stomach and brain hurt. one thing i can take comfort in, are the honeymoon plans.
about 2 months ago, paul and i were in the car chat chitting about the honeymoon and how it's going to be so nice to take off right after the wedding. i can't stand how excited i am to enjoy each other during the most romantic time in our lives....and in italy of all places. i told him we needed to start planning the trip and decide which cities we wanted to visit and what we want to do when we get there. we already know that {cinque terre} is the number one city on the list, but with so many beautiful places to see, it's hard to narrow things down. i started getting stressed about having to plan the wedding, stag and doe AND honeymoon, when before my head could pop off, paul said: "why don't i plan the honeymoon? you plan the wedding, and i'll plan italy". a wave of relief came over me, and i could have cried. who put him up to this? did one of my girls call him? had he been watching dr.phil? to be honest, i couldn't give two shits about what made him decide to take on italy, but i am freakin' excited that he has. to make things more fun (and stressful) for me, we decided that other then agreeing on the 5 cities we want to visit, paul will plan the entire trip on his own. he knows the kind of b&b's that give me girl chub, the amount of "touristy" things i would be willing to do and the amount of doing nothing i want/need to do, so i trust him to plan a stellar trip. because he will kill me for saying this, i have to mention that he has already printed out maps of the entire country so he can plot out the distance in both kilometers and hours from city to city so he can determine the best method of transportation to each, god bless the nerd inside of him. (fingers crossed for some train action, knowing this kid, it's bound to happen. i also requested we rent a 1960's {alfa romeo} so we can cruise the countryside top down....no dice). he has determined we need to visit rome, florence, venice, cinque terre...and bank account permitting lake como. i know, who do we think we are? george and elisabetta? sometimes i secretly wish we could go to italy, just the two of us, and get married there. on a terrace overlooking the italian riviera, him in a perfectly tailored suit and me in a vintage cocktail dress and heels. simple. sweet. never gonna happen. 7 months baby! |
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11/08/2010
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in the spirit of {movember} i ask:
to shave or not to shave?
since the day paulie started growing a bit of scruff on his sweet lil' baby face i haven't been able to get enough. there's just something about that slightly ginger beard groomed so neatly against his jaw line that makes me tingly all over. after all, what's sexier then a nice strong jaw?
not too much. at first it was difficult getting used to it, as it kinda felt like i was kissing one of my very italian, heavily mustached cousin's-but after a few days i almost forgot that the animal was even growing on his top lip. now when he shaves his mug clean-forget it. we're right back in high school when he was shaving his teen stache on a daily basis. with the wedding coming up, i like to ask him what his plans are for his facial hair. (i know it's not that important...it's not like he needs to flip through wedding magazines and then schedule trials with his hair dresser), but it would be nice to know what i will see waiting for me at the end of the aisle on the big day. i feel like because he has an opinion on how he would like me to look that day, i am allowed to form one as well. so i have kindly asked that my bearded boy refrain from going all the way with his razor that morning, and instead, keep the scruff that has helped turn him into my man. hell. i'd even settle for a dirty stache. |
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11/01/2010
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i love being the jessica to his roger rabbit
since i was 4 years old i have wanted to be {jessica rabbit}. not just for halloween, but for real. there's just something super sexy and super girlie about her, that makes me feel like 'that's the kind of woman i wish i could be!". so this year when i received a fateful email from paulie titled "costume idea" i was shocked to see he also wanted me to get in touch with my inner "jessica".
we ran around like chicken's with our heads cut off to get ready. fabric for his coveralls...a sparkly red dress that actually fits....bunny feet....the perfect red wig. with some alterations and custom costume creation from paul's amazing 86-year-old gran, we were able to pull together my favourite halloween costumes to date. we spent saturday night partying away with some of our closest friends. ash and dan, another fabulous newly engaged couple, hosted a great party that turned into my favourite halloween yet. with lots to eat and having everyone dressed up and in the mood to party, we dance-partied alllll night. and the best part? i got to experience a taste of being paulie's wife. even if only for one night. |
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10/26/2010
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the first kiss as 'mr and mrs'
you may now, plant a juicy one, on the bride
paul has never been down for pda. not since day one. even getting the kid to hold my hand in public was a mission that took me a good 4 years to accomplish. at first i took it personally, and thought he was embarrassed to be seen with me, (lol) but as time went on, i discovered it's just who he is: he's not that kind of boy.
i'm now as ok with this as i'm going to be, and don't razz him about it anymore. the idea of making out in public or being all mushy lovey dovey doesn't really appeal to me either. and if paul pulled a {lance romance} on me, i'd probably throw up in my mouth a little: i'm just not that kind of girl. however, this presents one teeny tiny problem-just a small dent in our otherwise perfectly planned, great big, lovely day. i have already told him that on the wedding day, i will have no problem snuggling up to him and stealing some kisses. it's the most important kiss that we have to work on. it's the "you may now kiss the bride kiss" that concerns me. i am convinced paul has a fear that i'm going to throw caution (and respect for his pda issues) to the wind, grab his face in my hands, bend him over my knee and stick my tongue down his throat. like all of a sudden i'm going to be physically stronger then him, and keep him in my lip locked grip for hours on end for our entire family and friends to witness in horror. as much as i wish i could do this. i would never. i have made him pinky swear me that he's not going to plant some quick, pathetic, bird-lipped peck on me and leave me standing there with my eyes closed and lips puckered. i want a real, genuine, in love "you are now my wife" kiss. and it better be good. i want birds chirping and leaves to whirl up around us and barry white to start playing. (k. the last part is a lie. i'd much rather have kenny g start playing). so we're gonna practice. in the privacy of our home. with all the blinds and curtains closed no doubt. wish me luck. |
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10/20/2010
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vintage typewriters: they just make my pants fit different
i'm in the market for a typewriter.
not just any typewriter. but a 1955, bubble gum pink, {royal} "change my life for the prettier" typewriter. and i want it now. right now. i have been creepin' around on the internet and have found that they usually sell in the $250 range, and are not thaaaaat hard to come by, but finding one in working condition that looks as good as i want it to, makes things a little more difficult. plans for that bad girl include typing up my wedding invites and thank you cards, as well as any and every letter i ever write from now until the day i die, and if i can find a purse big enough, will be bringing it with me everywhere i go. just in case. however, my most major of plans for her, is to use it as my guestbook. she's gonna have a table all on her own for guests to get down with their creative selves. i will prepare a stack of pages, numbered and titled something along the lines of "amanda and paul's happily ever after starts here..." and then have our guests add their own little love note. then i'm going to paste the sheets and photos from our photo booth into an album, very scrapbook-esque, and voila! instant guest book. i have seen typewriters used at a few weddings i have came across online (and have turned green with envy over), and love how it adds that perfect vintage touch. i love the way they sound when you push the keys and start a new line, and their unmistakable font. another item on my christmas wish list. come on santa baby. |
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10/13/2010
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kindly save.the.date.
in LOVE with these.
after weeks of fiddle fartin' around with possible save the date ideas, i finally blabbed to my photographer nataschia {over a glass of vino} how i wasn't happy with a single thing i have come up with. i knew what i wanted to say, i knew which photo i wanted to use, and i knew i wanted them to look old. like real old.
20 minutes after we left nataschia's, i had an email from her. "just whipped a little somethin' together... you don't have to use it...or even like it-may it inspire you. great to see your beautiful faces tonight". have i mentioned how much i love her? no? let me remind you. i love nataschia. when i talk to her, i feel like my mouth has a mind of it's own. from our shared love for anything and everything vintage to telling her husband i have a crush on her, i feel like we have a connection. she truly is, the cat's pajamas ;) so she sent me a mock-up of a save the date postcard, and with one minor adjustment, we placed an order to print. 2 weeks later i was at her front door to pick up the prettiest save the date postcards i could have imagined. with a satiny matte finish, the colours are muted yet stunning. i love the front equally as much as i love the back. perfectly pretty in pink, they are exactly what i wanted, but couldn't put together on my own. i feel like they set the tone for our day, and are the perfect introduction to our wedding. advice: if you can't do it yourself, ask for help. a hard lesson i am still trying to learn. i would have NEVER been this in love with the postcards if i hadn't had nataschia's help. i'm so glad i set my pride aside for this one :) the only thing i have left to do is address all 75 of them. i have "ok" hand writing, but enjoy when certain things are perfectly uniform-this would be one of those things. so, the plan is to borrow a typewriter from my mom's work and type the addresses on to them. i ordered 25 spares in case i screw things up, but am praying they will work out perfectly, and i can use those spares for other fun things. (like sending a postcard to paul's work address so he can pin it up at his desk so he has NO excuse to forget the date ;) the boy proposed {and the girl said yes} |
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10/07/2010
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the boy says i'm full of shit....
....but this girl thinks i'm {maid of honour}
i am blessed to have a friend who loves me unconditionally. for all my faults and short comings. for my spilly-talkin' clumsiness and inability to think before i speak. for better or for worse. i am blessed to have a friend who loves me unconditionally.
this very, very, very special friend is lindsay. and i love her unconditionally. for all her faults and short comings. for her spilly-talkin' clumsiness and inability to think before she speaks. for better or for worse. i love her unconditionally. and on october 6th 2012, lindsay is marrying the boy of her dreams, and she has asked me to be her maid of honour. holy guacamole!!! these are some serious shoes to fill! and i couldn't be more excited, or more honoured to fill those shoes. (and i'm sure they'll be a fabulous pair of heels, maybe peep-toe or sling back). she will marry derick on a perfect fall day, and is going to take mine and his breath away. lindsay and i have been almost inseparable for over 7 years. we met at the baseball diamond as we were both "ball broads" dating boys who played together. since then lindsay has moved on and started dating derick, but back then, we watched every game together. i can remember the first thing paul told me about her, although not word for word it went something like "i met adam's girlfriend tonight. her name is lindsay and the first thing she did was plop her feet in my lap, and asked me to massage her bunions. you will love her". then i met her. and i fell in love. many a bunion joke later, i am still in love. she is wild, crazy, HILARIOUS, fun, ballsy, outgoing, smart, kind, caring, genuine, lovely and the epitome of what it means, to be a real friend. she values our friendship and what we have made of it, and is what i imagine having a sister would be like. we also happen to look a lot alike, and are often confused for each other by family (her uncle and my own father mixed us up) and even friends. she is a piece of me, sitting snuggly in a little spot in my heart, and being her maid of honour will only take our friendship to a whole other level. lindsay also has a very important role in our wedding...but more on that later :) cheers to lindsay and derick. i wish nothing more than for you to fall more and more in love with each other, everyday. xoxoxo |
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