January 26, 2010

Lune de miel

Posted in Honeymoon at 4:20 pm by Andrea

Dear readers, cast your memories back to the gloomy days of November. Back before there was snow on the ground. Before the holiday season. Before my wedding planning was even in full swing. There was a time when I felt I was too early in the wedding-planning process to be of much use. So I spent my time daydreaming about honeymoons and not knowing what would come to be for us and our ‘lune de miel.’

The uncertainty has ended!

I’m not entirely sure how it came about, but we’ve decided to spend one week in Portugal, followed by a second week in Paris. I think the conversation might have gone something like this:

Me: So, I know this is super premature, but I’ve been thinking about honeymoon locales.

The Guy: Yeah, I think we should go to Europe.

Me: But don’t you think it would be nice to just go to a resort and flop for a week?

The Guy: We could spend a week of it in Paris.

Me: Done!

The Guy has never been to Europe and is dying to go. I’ve been a bunch of times, but can’t get enough. So, a perfect honeymoon solution was born.

Week 1:

Portugal. Portuguese custard tarts. A rented car. Taking things at our own pace. Maybe even staying in a stunning former monastery

Week 2:

Paris. We’ve rented a great apartment in the Marais on the right bank. Trips to the open-air market. Croissants warm from the oven at the boulangerie. Strolls along the river banks to buy antique books. A meal in a Michelin starred restaurant.

So very us.

Is it bad that I’m almost more excited for this than I am for the wedding?!

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January 24, 2010

Maids

Posted in Attire at 2:00 am by Andrea

No, this post is not about the fact that I not-so-secretly want The Guy to promise in his wedding vows that we can hire a maid (he is an insane neat freak, but that is a whole other post!). Rather, it’s about the bridesmaid dresses.

We have a bit of a unique set-up for our wedding party: The Guy has a Best Man, two groomsman and a “groomswoman,” while I have a Matron of Honour, two bridesmaids and a “bridesman.” The bridesman will wear the same tux/tie combo as the groomsmen (still to be determined) and the groomswoman will wear a dress from the selection I have chosen for our bridesmaids/the MOH.

So, I’ve known for a loooonnng time that I didn’t want to try to do a “one dress fits all” solution for my ladies. I’m all about being an easy-going bride, and it only seemed right to let the girls choose their own dresses. Turns out, this is not a straight forward as I originally thought (original thought: tell all the girls to buy a dress in chocolate brown /end thought). Yeah, that got vetoed fairly quickly by my mother who, already horrified enough at the idea of *gasp* different dresses, simply could not come to terms with the fact that the shades of brown might not match *faint of horror*. (This reminds me of when I used to work at lululemon and women would regularly come back to complain that their black pants didn’t match their black tanks/jackets/hoodies…best not to go down that path though, as there are a lot more stories where that one comes from!). So, we settled on me choosing a specific line and a specific fabric and then letting the girls choose from those. Easy peesy, no? Um, NO!

I started out thinking we’d just go with J.Crew, no muss, no fuss. But I ended up not being entirely thrilled with the options available there. So, I thought I’d explore just a couple other lines and surely I would settle on something fairly quickly. That was in November. I settled on something, finally, tonight…and it is almost February. (Sidenote: earlier this evening, while still wrapped up in the world of bridesmaid dress confusion I call my mum and suggested that she might want to sit down for this…but I was thinking of offering the option of different LENGTHS for the bridesmaid dresses. This suggestion did not go over well; she gasped louder than she did when I told her I wasn’t wearing ivory shoes with my ivory dress)..

Anyhow, in the name of preventing my mother from going into cardiac arrest, I sat down and made a list of dress options that I should have available to the girls (e.g. strapless fitted, strapless a-line, straps etc.). And I finalized (I think…they haven’t yet received mother approval…or bridesmaid approval, for that matter) the dress options.

So, before I babble any further, why don’t I just show you the photos? All the dresses are from the Jim Hjelm Occasions line and will be in chocolate, satin-faced taffeta.

Strapless fitted:

Strapless a-line:

Dress with straps:

Special snowflake #1:

Special snowflake #2:

Special snowflakes #3:

I can’t even tell you how happy I am that that task is over!

Oh, here’s a tip, when talking to your mother, it’s best not to utter the words, “I don’t care what they bridesmaids wear!” It will not go over well. Seriously. You might get yelled at. I did.


January 18, 2010

Something blue

Posted in Attire, Planning at 6:23 pm by Andrea

Life has been busy and wedding planning has been pushed a little bit to the side. Nonetheless, decisions do continue to be made. I’m going to write posts on those in the coming days. Stay tuned in the coming days to hear more about honeymoon plans, how I gave into one of the biggest current wedding trends and my mother’s random, wedding-related panic attacks!

For now though, let’s talk about that thing that us girls can never get enough of. The topic that we just can’t chase out of our minds. That ridiculous temptation that haunts us throughout the day. Yeah, that’s right, I’m talking about shoes.

My shoes will be my something blue. Do not get me started on my mother’s reaction to this not so revolutionary idea. Colourful shoes are all the rage, right? All of us who frequent wedding sites and blogs know that to be the case. My mother, shockingly enough, does not follow said sites. So when I broke the news to her she kind of flipped. It was very amusing. “What do you mean you want blue shoes?! How can you have blue shoes? Your dress is ivory. I don’t understand!” After explanation about the trend and the fact that no one actually sees your shoes (not to mention that blue shoes are about 10,000 times more rewearable than something in ivory satin) she has come around. She still thinks I’m mildly insane though.

So, I’ve been browsing for shoes for a little while. I had a very specific shade of blue in mind (something teal-ish) and I need a fairly low heel height. I’m 5’10” and, as much as I really do enjoy being tall, with 4″ heels I would be somewhat Amazonian…and The Guy is only 5’11”. I don’t mind being a little taller than him, but there’s no need to tower! But yes, all that to say that my criteria make the search for the perfect shoe a little tricky.

I found the following back in December and have an exclamatory note about it in my Delicious bookmarks:

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Obviously the idea with the above was to have them dyed, but that seemed a little daunting in terms of ensuring they came out the correct colour.

So last night I was tooling around on endless.com and came across the following two shoes:

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Obviously the above are more navy than teal, but I really do heart them and think navy could look lovely with my classic dress (navy being a totally classic colour, no? Well, except when it’s dowdy, but these don’t look dowdy). The trouble is, I can’t decide between the two styles. I think they both look lovely and classic. Yesterday I was totally sold on navy shoe #1, but today I’m leaning toward navy shoe number two.

What say you?

And, what’s your something blue?

January 7, 2010

Happy 2010!

Posted in Uncategorized at 2:43 pm by Andrea

Oh my gosh! So I had all these grand plans to do tons of blogging over the holidays. Want to know what happened instead? I sat on the couch. I watched When Harry Met Sally and You’ve Got Mail and Miracle on 34th Street….and then I sat some more. It was just so nice to have 12 straight days without work and I gave into temptation. It was indulgent and so wonderful. There was one day when The Guy and I sat and watched almost the whole last season of West Wing without moving. It was glorious.

This year over the holidays we were fortunate to have a lot of down time at home. That has not always been the case though. I often think to myself that the holidays must cause the dissolution of so many relationships. All those emotions and traditions that are tied to the holidays…it’s hard to compromise on those when a significant other comes into your life.

We’ve finally developed a system, but I remember our second Christmas together (our first Christmas we had just started dating, so it doesn’t really count). There were a lot of arguments. I have two sets of parents, so visiting both sets as well as The Guy’s family makes things quite busy. Not to mention that my parents live about an hour and a half from where we, and most of The Guy’s family, live. Anyhow, yes, that second Christmas together we had Christmas with The Guy’s family, Christmas with my mum’s family and then my dad’s family and then we got a call from my dad that he and my stepmum were planning to host another Christmas with my Godparents. That’s when The Guy got angry. He said he already had enough Christmases planned and he refused to attend another out-of-town dinner. I was very upset. There were tears. There were raised voices. It wasn’t pretty. And I went to the dinner with my Godparents without The Guy.

Somehow though, over the intervening years (we just celebrated our fifth Christmas together) things have fallen into a good routine. We always attend Christmas Eve at The Guy’s parents’ house (it’s a longstanding tradition). Then we rotate Christmas Day and Boxing Day between his family and my family. We try to ensure that while we’re out of town visiting my family we are able to fit in both my mum’s and dad’s family so that we don’t need to travel back and forth several times over the holidays. This year, in order to accommodate all of the above we had our own Christmas on Christmas Eve after we got home from The Guy’s parents’ house. It was quiet and romantic. I’m so grateful that we’ve found a way to incorporate all our traditions into the holiday season, and peacefully at that.

Have you and your partner been able to take part in both your families’ holiday traditions? How do you manage it?

Happy New Year!