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This past Saturday I had my hair and makeup trial.  So happy with both!  I’m getting my makeup done at  Touch salon in Birmingham… it’s the spa right beneath Red Salon on Old Woodward. 

I LOVE Touch.  And, I love Elizabeth.  She’s the only one I trust to do my wedding makeup.  And I’ll tell you why.  She’s been doing my eyebrows for the last six years.  She sees my everyday makeup, knows my personality, knows I can be a bit quirky, and she’s simply amazing!  She turns my eyebrows into masterpieces.  Well, as masterful as though things can get anyway.  And, she’s cool and she knows what the hell she’s doing. 

Here’s my makeup trial pic.  I had her get rid of the dark liner she put on my bottom lids (I’m pictured without it!).  My mom says I need to have her darken it… what do you think?  I’m usually not a bottom lid liner kinda gal… Looking at the pics I think I need the darker liner on the bottom lids…

Eeek.  I hate taking pics. 

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Sounds naughty, doesn’t it?  But, it’s not really.  It’s just a follow-up to the limo bus post.

Well, we decided to stick with the limo bus.  And, really, the issue was that we were told we’d have limo transportation and then in the the 11th hour we were told we would not.  Yeah, our jaws hit the floor.  But, thankfully, our vendor is standing by their original word and are providing us with limo transportation.  And, for that, we’re happy, thankful and relieved!

Can you imagine that we were already feeling a bit raw with the struggle to resolve the issue in the first place.  And, by the time I feasted my eyes on the limo bus, it was NOT what we had originally discussed.  I was told… Black. Stretch. Limo.  Then I see… Black. Bulky. Bus.  In my mind, I was thinking this sexy, stretch limo would pull up, and wisk me away to get married.  The bus… it’s not your ideal sexy. 

But, after thinking about it, the limo bus makes more sense.  Is it sexy?  Not so much.  Is it functional.  Hell yeah.  We won’t be crammed in a limo.  The chances of me busting a seam in the dress are significantly lowered.  So yeah.  Better choice.  Didn’t see it at first.  But, after trying on the dress and getting some genuine feedback, it makes sense.  Thanks for your emails and KDMB posts. 

Grateful, we are. 

Sexy.  Little.  Bus.

Glorified Shuttle bus with leather seats to boot

We’re nearing the final stretch!  The wedding is just three short weeks away.  And, the next two weeks are crazy busy with vendor meetings.  Surprisingly, it’s not crazy.  Just feel good busy.

Tonight, we visited the Masonic Temple, our historical ceremony site for our Detroit Wedding.  If you haven’t seen the place, it’s absolutely GORGEOUS.   I think we had forgotten how beautiful it is… it’s been almost a year since we signed the contract.   But, walking in, it took my breath away.  And Dorothy, Masonic’s event coordinator, is top notch.  There is something so very genuine about her and she instills this faith in you that your experience – from start to finish – will be a great experience.  And, believe me, she’s no nonsense.  At the very beginning, we knew what was possible and what was not. 

Anyway, we went over the final ceremony details, timeline, setup – Everything.   She told us what worked, what didn’t work so well and also brought-up some questions we should ask our other vendors, like our photographer and videographer.  We think she’s awesome. 

And, I’m relieved to say we finally nailed down our music.  We had no clue what our ceremony music would be, other than the song I’m walking down the aisle to… But, we we sat down with our organist Ava who went through tons of sheet music.  We choose some meaningful music.  I teared-up when I heard my to.b.song down the aisle.  Everything ties into our heritage somehow.  I can’t wait to share with you after the wedding.  For now, it’s a secret!

Visiting the Masonic tonight reminded me what we choose it.  It’s such a special place.  If you’ve seen the Ceremony Site Guide, then you know we looked at a million (well, it seemed like a million) places before we set our sights on the Masonic.   

I can’t tell you how happy I am about the wedding.  Everything is falling into place.  And, soon, everything I’ll be handing over the reigns to my amazing and fabulous DOC Erika from Ecoposh

The Masonic Temple: This is where we say ‘I Do’masonic-temple

Hook, line and sinker.   Just toss me in the tank and watch me repeatedly hit the wall.  Oh well, right?  It’s kind of amusing, I’m sure.  And, so it goes for now. 

The wedding day will be amazing.  Friends and family will celebrate.  We will laugh, eat, dance and rejoice.  The party will continue well into the night.  We’ve got a a venue that never sleeps. 

No doubt, it’ll be amazing.

Everything in my life is pretty incredible.  My soon.2.be husband, our new house, my family, his family, our dog, our health and happiness.  Admittedly so, we have it good. 

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Sorry I haven’t posted lately.  But, I’ve been following the old adage that if you don’t have anything nice to say, don’t say anything at all.

Looking for a deal?  There are so many wonderful flower girl dresses on ebay!  They are the sweetest little dresses ever!

Look what my two flower girls will be wearing.  And, they look like stunning little angels in them.  My older neice.2.be is wearing the black and white one (see below), and my younger neice.2.be is wearing the all white version (couldn’t find pic).  We’re going to put a matching black ribbon around her waist to tie in the black and white look.  And, they were less than $25 on ebay. 

Honestly, I’m not sure if you can find the black and white one anymore for the knock-out price, but the all white one is available. 

Isn’t it adorable?   Gotta love ebay…

How cute is this?Black and White annabelle flower girl dress

Oh, just came across this one and had to share… it’s only $15.99.
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 In one month, we marry!

Can you believe it, September brides/grooms?  It’s coming so fast, isn’t it?

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Hi.  Question for you…

If you were promised a black, stretch limo… would this be what you imagined?  In my humble and shall we say, observant opinion… It looks more like a glorified shuttle bus.

 What do you think?  Please.  Tell me.  Am I crazy?

Glorified Shuttle bus with leather seats to boot

PLEASE NOTE: This is not related to any area transportation or limo vendor.  And, yes.  This is related to the Bait & Switch post.

If you’ve been following for awhile, then you know I was considering a backdrop for the bridal party headtable. 

Ssrly.  Never.  Would we ever consider getting a backdrop if not for the current backdrop Greektown Casino Hotel offers, which we think is Fu-Go.  See below.   This is the only place we can put our 24 ft headtable (Bug, didn’t really want a captains table, so that’s out.). 

This is it. We’re not liking it.

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The thing was, we booked Greektown Casino Hotel before we even saw the ballroom.  (The hotel wasn’t built yet.)  So, when we did, see the room we realized we wanted something to cover that wall up.  Not to mention, the room was a little monochromatic blah color in need of something drastic.

So, here I was looking for a backdrop on the tiniest sliver of a budget.  I called several companies and got quotes that were WAY out of my piddly price range.  Then, I started calling those places back to see how much it would be if I installed it myself!  Can you imagine me doing this the morning of the wedding?  Ha.  Zilla Monster, where?

Originally, I was looking for a black backdrop, but after talking with my photographer she suggested we get a lighter backdrop with some uplighting.  She’s the expert.  I listened.  Woudn’t ya know?  White backdrops were much less expensive. 

So, I circled back and got quotes.  I was looking for a backdrop that was H16 ft x L24 ft with uplighting for a spectacular, jaw-dropping price.  And, can you believe it?  We found it.

Two words.  Colonial Events.  They’re an events company located in Troy, Mich.  Love them.  Love Todd.  Love that they can help a budget-teer out!  And, they’re putting that bad boy up themselves.  They can transform anything…

Want or need pipe and drape for an affordable, won’t-kill-your-budget price.  Call them.  Talk to Todd and tell them Bridgette sent you.  Go on, check them out.  They do some cool things.

Colonial Events
248-589-3544 

 

True Story. No joke.  No lie.  Each day, my hair turns a darker shade a creamsicle orange.  And, it’s 5 weeks to the wedding.

As you all know, we moved in June.  What I think I didn’t  tell you is that our water is no longer city water but it comes from a well.

This means, not only does the water leave a wretched orange stain on the toilet bowl – which needs to be cleaned several times monthly – but it’s turning my blonde hair a creamy orange color. 

HOLY SHITAKE MUSHROOMS!  GIVE ME A SHOT OF JAGER!  IT’S RONALD McDONALD TIME! 

At the rate this thing is progressing, I’ll look like a push-up pop on the wedding day.  White dress, orange head.  It’ what every girl dreams of!

Story is, I got my hair did on Aug 1.  I’m naturally blonde, but like many of you all, I get a little help from highlights to brighten me up.  Well, it was the first time I got my hair did since we moved into the new house…  I was completely happy with it for… oh, say, four days.  BUT, then it started to take on an orange color.  It literally looks like I have red highlights in some places. 

At first, I thought my girl did something weird to my hair, but then I thought of how orange the water turned last week when we ran out of water softner… and how the towels turned kind of orangish.  Then, I was like.  Oh, $H!T.  After doing some research and talking to a color specialist… the iron and other minerals in well water actually damage your hair.  The iron is what makes blondes take on a creasicle orange color.  So, no matter if we have softerner or other water treatments, my stylist said that as long as I’m a blonde and I shower with well water, I’ll be battling the ronald mcdonald look. 

The good thing is, they make a product that reverses this nonsense!  It’s called Malibu and I’m going first thing tommorrow to get a treatment the local salon.  And, you better believe I’ll be buying some preventive shampoo and conditioner for well water while I’m there…  

Ssrly.  Who woulda thought?

Me donning my new do.  Doesn’t it look like red highlights?

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Holy Good Golly Gee.  The RSVPs are bombarding the good ole mail box.  We have 77 accepts and 11 regrets. 

You wanna know what.  Ssrly.  I feel like a fool telling you all this.  But I will.  And, I will first preface it with… The wedding guest list is BY FAR the most difficult aspect of this whole wedding planning b’ness.  You know it, or will know it.  I know it and live it.  And the man, now knows it.

So, we had originally thought we were inviting, oh say 175 to the wedding thinking 150 or less would accept.  Tonight, I took a good, long look at the invite list.  And, it appears we have invited 217.  How did this happen, you ask?  I do not know.  I think we kept adding people and I think I added wrong when doing the counts. 

With that said, my advice to you would be: Closely monitor the guest list and do not become victimized by it. 

Now we’re reworking some things so it’s not such a bust on our budget. 

Despite the guest list getting the best of us.  It’s going to be one hell of a party.

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I’ll be honest with you all, we’re having a little vendor issue.  So,  I won’t go into detail and I won’t divulge said vendor’s name.  Not yet, at least.  That’ll be after the wedding, folks. 

Basically, it has to do with a not so seamless passing of the baton interally, and what feels like the old bait and switch act.  They reeled us in with all these wonderful extras, and now we supposedly heard them wrong.  

Me.  I asked a million questions.  Bug.  He asked a million and one questions.  So, we’re not crazy and we didn’t hear them wrong.   We don’t want the world, here, people.  We want what was promised to us when we made our decision to go with this vendor. 

I’ve decided not to deal with the issue and passed the buck to my fiance.  I’m going to remain as cool as a cucumber (a cucumber martini, that is).  And, for me, that means not worrying about it and having faith that Bug’ll work it out. 

When it comes to customer service, it’s never good to over promise and under deliver.   That makes for bad customer relations, don’t ya think?

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My mom is the most generous and giving woman.  She is incredibly thoughtful.  She is everything to me.  And, she gave me a beautiful shower. 

I forgot my camera, so I’m waiting for my ladies to send them my way.  When they do, I’ll share with you and tell you all the details.

One thing I can tell you is, I felt incredibly uncomfortable as the guest of honor at an occasion where people brought gifts.  It was surreal.  And, I was comforted that my Bug was by my side helping me to open them. 

I have such gratitude.  And, it may sound strange, but I was so excited to write my thank you cards, so that I could really take in what I had received.  I even wrote them by candle light when we lost power Sunday night.   This shower business was an incredibly emotional experience for me.  I’m such a softy. 

Did I tell you, it poured during my shower?  girl with umbrella

I know.  I know… There are so many people out there who think this is so completely tacky. 

BUT.  We don’t.  If it’s done right, I think it’s completely acceptable.  And, let’s be honest.  Us budget-teers simply can’t afford to invite one and all.  And quite honestly, I don’t think we’d have the room. 

Who you ask, would get these so called, After Dinner Invites?  Well, those people in our same social circles.  Basically, friends of friends of whom we enjoy their company.  It’s not as though I’m sending it to my great aunt Martha or my cousin Benny.  (NO, I don’t have a great aunt Martha or cousin Benny… but you get the point.)  

And, Kenny and I want to have a true celebration.  For us, that means a PARTY.  Why subject these people to the formality of the evening?   

So, I’m needing a little lovin with the wording.  Here’s what I have so far.   I’d love to hear what you think about the sensitive after dinner invite subject…  Good, bad, ugly.  Dish it.

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I’ve been out of town the last couple days for worky-work, but I’m back in the saddle. And, I received a ton of emails and promise to respond soon!

Tomorrow is my bridal shower! And, tonight my best friend is coming to town. I can’t wait to have a glass of wine with her and feel sane! (You all know what I’m talking about.)

I’ll try to steal some time to blog soon. I have several updates of substance (no self pity or zilla monster updates).

Chat soon!

So, I found myself crying at my desk today.  Yes.  I was at work.  No. I wasn’t bawling, sobbing or thrashing about.  Just tears. 

As a general rule.  I don’t EVER cry at work.  That’s not to say I haven’t cried in the parking lot here or there.  And, sometimes I felt the sniffles coming on and fought them.  Yeah. Crying in the workplace is a big, fat NO-NO.

But, there I was.  Looking out my window, wiping away tears.  Feeling hurt. Anger. And well, let’s be honest, self pity! 

So, I’m frustrated with a vendor.  And a friend can’t make it to the shower.  And, I can’t find something to wear to the shower.  And I miss my girls from outta town.  And, the list of stupid, (in the scheme of things) insignificant things go on.  But, is that enough to cry about?  Ssrly? 

NO.   And, after re-reading that I had cried about that stuff makes me feel selfish and, well.  I feel like a MORON. 

I have it so good.  Sometime you need to write how you feel to see that it’s not as bad as you think.  

Thanks for reading.  You all keep me sane.

Pent. Up.  Stressed.  Frustrated. Over. Whelmed.  Didn’t want to make another decision to save my life, you better not ask me, cause my head will spin a hundred million times and I then I will kill you. 

That’s been me… for say… oh about two weeks. 

It was ugly.  I was a force to be reckoned with.  My wrath could envelope a room.   

But.  It disapatted.  We went to a party Saturday night.  We drank.  We laughed.  We partied.  We stayed the night.  And, the next morning, while tired and needing some bacon, I felt good.  The freaked out chick who showed-up the night before, did not come home with us the next day. (As far as I’m concerned, Kenny drowned that alter ego in the pond.  All we know, is we both do not want it to come back to life.)

What drove me mad, you ask?  Well, I think it was a combination of work and wedding.  Work’s been super busy and making final decisions for the wedding and executing invitations and everything else piled-up on my plate.  And, I think what was really killing me was… get this… having to make decisions that would make everyone happy.  Then it got  to the point, where Kenny would ask me if I wanted rice or potatoes and, well, it wasn’t pretty.

Then, late last week I got so sad.  Because, I just wanted to feel excited.  I wanted to feel joy.  And, I felt like I stopped enjoying everything. 

But, today.  I’m excited!  I’m getting married next month.  It’s crazy!  My shower is this weekend.  I get to share a nice meal with friends and family – one of my favorite things to do – and I’m getting married next month!

So, my task at hand… will be to ward off the Zilla Monster and remember what all these crazy plans are about. 

It’s about… Me. Him. Love. Marriage. Happiness. Joy. Friends. Family. Celebration.  

I was heading in this direction.

I wouldn’t mess with her.  Would you?

So.  I have to admit.  One of the reasons I drove myself mad with the wedding invitations was because I didn’t check my l’il ole etiquette book. 

Lesson #1
A couple weeks ago, I thought I’d get ahead of the wedding invitation game by printing-up addresses on the envelopes.  Well, apparently, I had addressed all the Miss’ as Ms’.  I had even addressed my 12-year-old niece as a Ms.  What was I thinking?  Well, I don’t know?  I can’t even blame the glass of wine that accompanied me throughout that tedius process.  I know better.  I really do.  I edit and write for a living.  And, I know this rule! 

So you know what I had to do?  I had to order more envelopes.  TWICE.   Yes.  you read it right.  Mamma’s a moron. 

So, here’s my first little etiquette lesson…  Ensure you’re addressing the envelope correctly before printing those bad boys.  

For a good all-around etiquette lession, I found the PERFECT post on A Practical Wedding.  Check it out.  Then, come back.  Meg is awesome… And, so PRACTICAL!

Lesson #2
When you address a wedding envelope you should not abbreviate the words Street, Drive, Boulevard, etc.  Also, no abbreviations with city names, such as Sterling Hts. (Heights) or Clinton Twp. (Township).  Now, I don’t consider this to be a make-it or break-it, you better toss those envies out rule.  But, for those people you know will notice, then yeah, follow the rule. 

And then, as I was inspecting each invitation… I found there were some envelopes that didn’t have people’s last name.  (And, those must’ve been printed later into the evening… say during my second glass of wine.)

Lesson #3
For some reason, I was under the impression that were you supposed to include your registry information with the wedding invitation.  This is not true.  Apparently, etiquette says this is not so proper. 

So, there you have it.  Etiquette was half the battle.  My advice is to do it right the first time! 

I didn’t.  And.  I drove myself mad hatter mad.

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Married September 19, 2009

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I love my guy. I love my town. I could have a torrid affair with every cake, cookie and cupcake I come across. I love sharing a good bottle wine with good people! And, I truly enjoy blogging about wedding finds. Which is why...

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