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Wedding Tips & Tricks

June 14, 2022 No Comments

I promised you another installment of wedding content and this one may be the most important one. If you’ve been following me for a while, you know that I have been a wedding guest A LOT. I’m a pro. But now I’ve also been the bride and I have picked up a lot of tips and tricks along the way.

My first tip: Have a glam team. I know not everyone is like me, but hair is IMPORTANT. Having bad wedding hair is listed as a regret on every single Betches Brides Wedding podcast episode. As you know, I flew in Alli from @playbraids to do my hair for my wedding. This was by far the best decision I made, aside from picking the husband. Not only did it make it easy because she was able to do multiple looks on multiple days, but she was friendly and fun for all of my friends to hang out with (and me, of course!). And most importantly, it took away a HUGE piece of wedding stress for me. The less stress, the better. I felt pressured to have amazing hair, and Alli understood the assignment. She was a huge trooper, helped me film multiple tiktoks, styled my mom’s hair and my best friend’s, and put up with/loved the Cardi B and Megan Thee Stallion vibes. There’s this amazing video she took while the photographer was taking serious portraits of me, and you can hear WAP blasting in the background. Special bonus, my family also fell in love with her, and my mom announced that she’s another honorary daughter of hers now. Almost every person who has seen photos of the wedding has commented on my amazing hair. #WORTHEVERYPENNY

Casual Photoshoot and Rehearsal Dinner Hair

Here’s a tip for your guest list: keep it small. Some people with large families don’t have this option, but I recommend it. With this pandemic becoming a part of our everyday lives, the trend of “micro-weddings” has continued and I couldn’t love it more. We ended up with 51 guests (and a wedding crasher, more on that later) and it was the perfect amount to feel like we had close friends and family, a full dance floor, and people all over the resort. In fact, the morning of the wedding I was trying not to run into anyone, but sure enough I ran into one of Chris’s best friends at the coffee shop. It felt intimate and small, but also like we were surrounded by everyone in our lives.

Regarding toasts and hand-written vows: do them. Both. First the toasts. Choose these people wisely. No one wants to be bored while they are trapped at their tables and far from the bar. Choose entertaining people who will also have unique perspectives on the bride and groom. You don’t want 8 friends all talking about the same things. Chris’s dad told a story I had never heard before about him as a kid. And it was so fun to hear about his childhood from his siblings. For my side, I had one speech from my family (a poem – so funny) and one from my best friend (also hysterical, I cried and laughed). Having different types of people (siblings, parents, friends) makes for different types of speeches and keeps things interesting. Our speeches went a little long, but I think everyone enjoyed them, although I may be biased.

As for vows, I know it can be time-consuming and stressful to add this on top of other wedding planning, but it’s worth it. I understand that not every person enjoys speaking in front of a crowd, but if you pretend it’s just you and your future spouse, it makes it easier. Almost everyone at our wedding knew one of us well since it was a small guest list, and it still made the wedding an engaging experience to include our guests in our love and reasons for choosing to be with this person for life. The day after the ceremony, I had one couple (who is getting married this weekend!) tell me that they planned to read their vows to each other in private, but they were reconsidering because it felt so special to hear ours. Also, the practice of writing your own vows is so special. It forces you to think of when you knew they were your person and what you love and cherish about them. The whole point of inviting people to celebrate with you in your love is to explain those reasons to them. It makes it feel more personal.

Here’s a tip for the anxious brides: only control the things you want to control. If the bridesmaid dresses don’t really matter to you, don’t worry about them! I just wanted my bridesmaids to be comfortable, so I let them pick. Granted, I only had 2 bridesmaids, so it was easier for them to coordinate themselves, but I did not want to sweat the small stuff. Another thing I didn’t care about was the groomsmen, so I let Chris pick. Yes, I was a little nervous when 2 months prior he said he hadn’t picked outfits or communicated with them, but my husband is bit of a posh spice (yes, I called him that in my vows), so I knew I could trust him to figure it out. And he did! Less stress for me.

One more tip about stress: there are some things that will be out of your control. You can’t stress about them because you cannot change them. Flight changes? CHECK. They are going to happen. Our flight to Mexico was canceled the night before. We booked another flight that night. Was it way more money than the original? Yes. But we didn’t really have a choice and I chose not to stress about it. Our MC got stuck in traffic and never arrived. But the photographer’s assistant offered to step up, and what was I going to say? No? Of course not. I said sure! And we went through the list of names for speeches and dances and she killed it. No one even noticed. These things happen and you need to make a conscious decision to just go with the flow. Having an open bar helps.

Here’s a tip regarding an expensive cake: save on the cake, splurge on the cake topper! By the time cake hits the table, most people will be up dancing. And if they aren’t, they’re probably drunk. Hell, if it’s a good party at all, probably everyone will be drunk. People are not going to appreciate the flavor and moistness of the cake. But they WILL appreciate an aesthetic. We were lucky enough to have my aunt make us a cake topper that looked just like us on our wedding day. She made the bride wear my dress, carry my bouquet, she even put highlights and a braid in her hair! Chris also looked dapper in a blue suit and white boutonniere. Everyone LOVED it. We have a google album of guest photos, and there must be 15 different people who took photos of the cake topper. And the best part: it now sits in our living room smackdab in the middle of our bookshelf. Our cleaner saw it last week and was in SHOCK she loved it so much.

Here’s another unconventional trick: do a fun (not slow) father-daughter dance. My dad and I started out slow with Lee Ann Womack’s I Hope You Dance, and after 1 minute we transitioned into a zydeco number, Daddy Lessons by The Chicks and Beyonce. It was a HUGE hit. People were laughing and clapping, and my dad and I had a blast. I heard comments about it from our guests all weekend long! It was engaging and it sped up the tedious first 30 minutes of watching dances and speeches.

Our gorgeous cake (could not tell you what it tasted like)

One of the more controversial points in this blog is about welcome baskets. I think that whether you need them depends on where you have the wedding. If you know people are flying in, not renting cars, and the hotel is in an isolated place, then I would recommend them. Water and snacks are not always available, and when they are, they’re crazy expensive. If you can’t walk down the street to a bodega or a Walgreens, I’d say it’s a nice thing to offer. However, I think they can be simple. If your wedding is local, or in a city with many things around, they’re unnecessary. And welcome baskets are definitely not necessary at all-inclusives. For my wedding there were beverages included in every room (alcoholic, non-alcoholic and water), and I made sure everyone knew that I had Advil, ibuprofen and sunscreen for everyone. Also, there was food and room service available 24/7 for free if people got hungry. We gave out engraved reusable straws as favors, and I don’t think shipping boxes of crap and snacks to Mexico and forcing people to carry it home in their already-stuffed carry-ons was necessary.

My final tip, and the perfect segue into the next installment of wedding content: Have a destination wedding. I won’t delve into it too much here since I am going to write a whole other blog about this, but suffice it to say, it was the right decision for us. I know some people say this isn’t an option because of family pressure or cost of travel but let me tell you, it was not that expensive. It was beautiful. And it was FUN. More on that next time!

Do you have any tips or tricks you’ve picked up from being a bride, groom, or repeat guest? Let me know in the comments!

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Wedding Hair Trial

April 25, 2022 2 Comments

There aren’t many things going on in my life right now besides work and planning my wedding (and attending 4 more weddings this year). So as much as I don’t want to be “that girl” who only posts about her wedding, that’s all I’ve got for you! At least for now.

The countdown is on; and the wedding is in under a month. That means that this month it was finally time to think about the thing that matters most: my hair. Every bride is allowed to have one “thing,” at least that is what I have read in all of the blogs. Hair is definitely my thing.

I would be lying if I said I just started thinking about it. You know how some brides have been adding wedding dresses and reception décor to their Pinterest boards since before they were engaged? That was me with favoriting bridal hair on my Instagram. I’ve had a folder for about 5 years. BUT it was finally time to think practically about what needed to happen to make my hair dreams come true.

I knew I needed fresh color, a fresh cut, new extensions, and the PERFECT stylist.

First: color. I decided to travel to Pennsylvania for my color, which is your first tip that I am going to be super EXTRA about my hair. But here’s the thing, I’ve lived in New York for 11 years and I have never gone to a colorist I loved. I’ve had some good color, but it was never the color of my dreams. When I had my hair purple, that was the color of my dreams, but she lives in Texas! Proving my point. Anyway, I knew I couldn’t mess around with color for my wedding, so I booked my color appointment with my bridal stylist of my dreams in Pennsylvania. Her styles are 85% of the styles in my saved folder, and she is a wizard with color, too! That appointment is in 2 weeks and I could not be more excited. Take one look at my grays and you will know that I haven’t colored my hair since September!

Purple hair of my dreams. I miss it every day.

Next: hair extensions. You may say “But Emily, your hair is long!” Well, it’s NOT LONG ENOUGH. But in reality, it’s more about volume. Most bridal styles you see online have extensions. Actually, I would say 90% of styles you see online on brides have extensions. I considered doing tape-in’s or sew-ins, but since I sweat so much and work out, and wanted them to last AND I wanted to be able to use them again, I went with clip-ins instead. I bought VERY long extensions from Luxy Hair, the brand my colorist-of-my-dreams recommended, and she said she would make sure my hair matched them perfectly.

Next step: the stylist of my dreams. Note the trend here about my dreams? I do, honestly, dream about my hair a lot. Some may say it’s a sickness. OH, and let’s stop everything right now because if you’re only reading this thinking you will see spoiler photos of my hair inspo, you will not. I’ve shown less people photos of my hair than photos of my dress.

Approximately 4.5 years ago when I started my hair Instagram (@braidinmanhattan go follow me now!), I met a woman with the same ridiculous sense of humor as me. Her name was Alli and she lived in Florida (@playbraids, go follow her now!). She made funny/sarcastic comments, and most importantly, she did not live in Utah and was not afraid to curse. If you’re new here, a majority of the braiding moms on Instagram are Mormon, have 4+ children and are younger than me, and/or are far more prim and proper than I will ever be. Nothing against that, but we have very little in common. Anyway, Alli and I clicked. And by “clicked,” I do mean in the virtual computer/phone sense, since we never met. Ever since we started chatting, I always joked, “if I ever get married, obviously you’re doing my hair!” But of course, I wasn’t engaged, so it became a running joke.

Fast-forward 2 years of constant DM-ing and we were FINALLY supposed to meet. We had both somehow got on the radar of a hair product company called Style Factor, and they hired us to braid at a hair show in NYC at the Javits Center! Alli was going to come all the way to the Big Apple and braid with me. We were psyched. Guess when this was? March 2020. Guess what happened instead?? Covid. Javits was converted into a field hospital, and the hair show was canceled. Hell, the whole world was canceled. So, we never met and we kept DM-ing. Alli started a “friends” salon where she braided kids’ American Girl Dolls that the neighbors dropped off contactless on her porch, and I left for Texas and got very good at braiding my own hair.

Fast-forward another 2 years, and I finally set a wedding date! Alli and I still hadn’t met, but I kept up my end of the promise. Alli now works for a legit salon, and I said “you better block off your calendar because I am flying you to Mexico to do my hair.” I’m not sure if she thought I was kidding, but I was not. I called her and got her info, and booked her a flight and hotel. It was the first thing I did after setting a wedding date. And I’m glad I did, because that $750 flight is now $2500. I am not exaggerating. Even with the cheap(er) flight, I am still spending more on my hair than I did on my weddings dress. By far. Is it worth it? YES.

The funniest part about spending big bucks on hair is that a hairstylist is literally included in the wedding package at the resort where we are getting married. As in, I could get my hair done for free. But I do not trust a random person to do my hair for the most important hair day of my life! I would be so upset if they did something worse than what I could do myself. Plus, I don’t want the stress of worrying about it.

You may be saying, “but Emily, Alli is a random person, too, and you’ve never met *her* either!” This was true… until last week.

When I knew I was hiring her as my stylist, I also knew I needed a hair trial. For a day as important as this, I needed a dress rehearsal. So, I booked a flight to Florida and stayed at her house with her family for Easter weekend. In the words of Drake, “I went from 0 to 100 real quick.” Her son said, “what if she robs us?” and I said, “what if they murder me?” But good news, no one stole anything and no one died, and I even got my very first Easter basket!

Before we started the hairstyle trial, I asked her if she was nervous and if I was her most nerve-wracking client ever. I think she said yes, but I was only half paying attention because I was nervous myself!! I knew I would be very picky. The good news is, she KILLED it. We have a few minor adjustments we will make for the big day but overall, I’m more excited for the wedding because I know my hair will be FIRE. Bonus, she will be a very fun wedding guest.

Now I just need to write my vows…

Started the day with my first-ever Easter basket outside my room! (and no, I didn’t rob her for that $20 bill, I gave it back).

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I Said YES!

February 11, 2022 5 Comments

I know I’m supposed to bury the lede but… I SAID YES TO THE DRESS!!!!

That’s right, I am one step closer to completing my checklist. The last item being: getting married.

If you read my post last week, you know I was not looking forward to a weekend of wedding dress shopping, but a lot of things about my experience surprised me and it was actually a super fun weekend.

On Saturday, I took a train to Philadelphia. It was my first time in Moynihan Station, which was a fun start to the trip. It was GORGEOUS in there! Although my train boarded 30 minutes late, I still got to the city of brotherly love with plenty of time to spare. It was so great to see my mom for the first time since before Thanksgiving. We headed out to our first bridal appointment where I had an entourage of my mom and her friend Randi who happens to be younger than me, despite being my mom’s friend (now my friend, too!). I really wanted a younger perspective and she’s been married 6 years so I knew she had been through this before.

My first appointment was at a salon called Sabrina Ann, a consignment bridal store with once worn and never worn dresses. A lot of the inventory comes from bridal salons and floor samples. While I was super excited about the idea of a more designer-quality dress at a lower price, I was most nervous about this store because I didn’t know if they would have anything that fit me. We were greeted by my consultant, Judy, who set the tone. She said “Is this our SUPER TALL VERY TALL bride?” At first, I was offended. But then I remembered that when I scheduled the appointment I had emailed ahead asking if they’d have inventory for me because I was “very, very tall.” They had assured me that it would be fine.

Something I didn’t know? At bridal appointments they never greet you by saying “hi,” they always say, “congratulations!” After we got the many “congrats” out of the way, Judy got to work. We talked sizing, and as I suspected, she pulled dresses 1 or 2 sizes larger than my street size. But they had many in my size! Since this was my very first appointment, I wanted to try on dresses in styles I had in mind, but I was also open to trying other styles just to see. It turned out my mom had made “Yes” “No” “Maybe” signs like what I mentioned I had made for my friend, which was super fun. These came into play a lot throughout the weekend.

To be honest, the first thing that surprised me so much about the whole process was how decisive I was. There were many dresses where the second I put them on, it was an immediate no. It was still kind of fun to put on lots of different things, though. Some were boho forest fairy, some were Cinderella, some red carpet, some Greek goddess. It was like playing dress up! Out of all of them, though, only 2 were contenders, but they were serious ones!

There was one dress that immediately stood out to me on the rack. Sure enough, it was one of the final two contenders, both of which I loved. But ultimately I went with a different dress that would need some alterations on the back, but overall fit extremely well and was very flattering (and long enough!).

I was able to Facetime with Chris’s older sister in Texas while I was in the dress to see what she thought. It was fun to have her and her husband’s opinions! I stayed with them for six months at the beginning of Covid (remember my time in Texas?), so I feel very close to them, and their opinions were important to me.

Since each dress was one-of-a-kind, the store gave an option if I wasn’t ready to buy yet, to put a dress on hold for $30 to take it off the floor for 3 days. I made a decision out of my final two dresses I loved, and we left the store feeling very successful. The pressure was off! I had two appointments the next day, but I knew I already had a dress I loved on hold so I felt like the rest of the weekend could be fun.

Day 2, two more appointments, and I officially had a family entourage. My sister and my future-sister-in-law took the train/bus into Philly, and we headed to appointment number 2: David’s Bridal. To make it even more fun, my sister came bearing themed attire. Y’all know I’ve never met a theme I didn’t love. I strutted into David’s Bridal in my “Bride To Be” sash and Bride Headband (duh hair accessory) like I owned the place. I had heard some horror stories about DB, like the zippers breaking and having to be sewn into a dress, but I had also heard that MANY bridal success stories, and they have dresses at very reasonable prices.

We got off to a rocky start, since our assigned consultant was 20 minutes late. They checked us in and told us to just walk around the salon and pick dresses we liked, and “turn them to the side.” This quickly became a sh*tshow because there were 8 brides all around the store, turning all types of dresses, lots I would not be caught dead in. Some were in garment bags, some were not, and we were very lost and confused. But then our consultant Melissa arrived, and it was a 180. She. Was. Awesome.

The first thing she said was, “Listen, I didn’t make any of these dresses, I just work here. So I need you to be brutally honest. If the dress is ugly, say, ‘the dress is UGLY’ I will not be offended.” She told us that the goal was to find a dress. But if we didn’t find a dress, the goal was just to leave the store with a way better idea of what I liked and what I didn’t. She said if I left with a better idea of material, silhouette, etc, then she did her job. She said she would make me try on each of the classic silhouettes and really listen to what I liked and didn’t, and start to whittle it down. And DAMN she was good. She heard things I was saying and things I wasn’t even saying, or didn’t think I was saying. Ultimately, I picked 5 dresses from the rack to try, she brought me an additional 4, and guess which was my favorite? A Melissa pick.

One of the things that really surprised me from bridal shopping was how much I needed to see myself in a photo. Thankfully, I had three people there taking pictures because it was difficult for me to get outside my body and really see the full picture. Not to mention, it was difficult to see the back! Sorry guys, but you’re not seeing any of those photos. After narrowing the dresses down to a final 2, I looked at myself in photos and there was really no question in my mind which was better after that. I had to look at my “on hold” dress photos from the day prior and compare it. But there was just no contest, the Melissa pick dress was far and above better. It was perfect. It had literally everything I wanted and a few things I didn’t even know I wanted (but Melissa did!).

This woman KNOWS her inventory. Huge shoutout to Melissa!

I was ready to say YES. BUT. When I first started looking at bridal gowns (like 3 weeks prior), there was ONE DRESS I kept coming back to. And it was at BHLDN, which was my next and last stop of the day. I really didn’t want to say YES before I saw that dress. I knew I would have the “what-ifs” if I didn’t try that gown on. So I said “yes for now” and I got Melissa’s card and said I’d call later. But I was 99% sure this was the dress. She said, “hold that thought” and brought over a bell. She said, “hold this bell, close your eyes, and make a wish for your wedding day. Then, open your eyes and ring it.” I did that, and sure enough the entire store started clapping and I started crying and it was just A MOMENT. I’m not gonna lie, it felt super anti-climactic to walk out of that store and not buy that dress right that moment, but I knew it would be there for me later.

NEXT UP: Stop #3, BHLDN, the wedding brand of Anthropology. We stopped for a bite to eat first, I ate a protein bar to keep my energy up, and then we headed to the final stop of the day. Trying on dresses is a lot of work! I had 6,000 steps just from many, many 15-step trips to and from a pedestal, and many shoulder presses, taking dresses over my head.

I’m not gonna lie, it felt WEIRD shopping for a dress knowing I had a dress to beat. But when I met consultant #3, Andrew, I told him the truth (mostly). I told him I had gone to one other store (lie) and that I had a dress I loved, and a dress to beat (true). He was totally understanding, and I explained that first and foremost I wanted to try on the one dress in my mind, but I was also very intrigued by the whole Anthro aesthetic boho fabulous IYKYK. I tried on about 8 dresses. This store was a bit of a struggle because the dresses were all BEAUTIFUL. But I didn’t love them on me. They reminded me of dresses I would drool over if I had a pinterest board (I don’t), seeing them on other brides prancing through fields of tall grass.

Andrew kept asking me what I didn’t like about the dresses, and for the first time all weekend, it was really difficult for me to articulate because they were all so pretty. I said that, and Andrew said, “Honey, wedding dresses are made to be beautiful. They’re all pretty. It’s not about which one is a beautiful dress, it’s about which one makes you feel beautiful in it.” At that, I said to him, let me go look at the photos, but I think I have found my dress at another store. I asked him if people come in a lot with a dress to beat and if he feels bad, but he said it happens often, which made me feel a bit better about wasting his time.

My Pedestal Pal Andrew. He held many trains to and from this platform, but none were THE ONE.

I sat down on the couch with my family, and made the decision, Melissa’s pick at store #2.

We went out to celebratory drinks and food (lobster mac and cheese YUM), and I called David’s Bridal to order my dress over the phone. It’s supposed to come in on March 6^th and they will ship it to me for free!

It’s been 4 days since I said yes to the dress, and every day I have been looking at the photos on my phone. I LOVE my dress! I probably could have narrowed the dresses down to about 2 or 3 alone, but I never could have picked the one without my family’s opinions and approval. It meant a lot to have them there, and to have the signs. Sometimes their “maybes” surprised me since I was a definite no. Now is the hard part – keeping it to myself! It is KILLING me not showing Chris. It is killing me not showing you all! I live my life pretty publicly so it’s very bizarre to have this huge secret. I have to keep reminding myself that my wedding is actually quite soon, so I don’t have to keep the secret for long.

Oh, two more things. You may remember I was worried about body comments. Never once did I get a comment from a consultant about my body. Not once! Except for the initial tall comment, but that was my own fault. If anything, it was all “you look beautiful” “you’re gorgeous” “you’re the perfect height.” So, I had nothing to worry about there. And honestly? Most of the dresses DID fit perfectly! They didn’t all look flattering, and I definitely saw rolls in places I’d rather not see them (cough cough my back) but the dresses mostly zipped and it was just a matter of what I felt good in. And as for the cost, when I got home Sunday night, I told Chris that my dress was well below budget. And he said, “what was the budget?” and when I told him $1500 including alterations, he said, “Really? That seems low.” Which is a SUPER WIN.

On to the next decision! Well actually, on to my brother’s wedding, which is in two weeks. Too bad I can’t wear my wedding gown to that! I love it that much! But his fiancée probably wouldn’t appreciate it…

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Say Yes to the Dread

February 4, 2022 2 Comments

I’m going dress shopping this weekend!!! Those exclamation marks are how I know I am supposed to feel. Honestly, it’s how I thought I would feel! I do love to shop, and I like sparkly things and pretty things. Also, I LOVE judging other people’s gowns. I used to look forward to Friday Bride Day on TLC every week. If you live under a rock, TLC was a TV network that aired 7-8 hours of bridal content every single week, like the infamous show, Say Yes to the Dress (“SYTTD”) and the multiple spinoffs. I was a loyal viewer. I thought I would love to be a Kleinfeld bride, and I would love to have Randy come out and show me a one-of-a-kind Pnina Tournai gown and then I would love to meet the designer, and miraculously find $20,000 to pay for it with. But alas, none of those things are true. And in reality, I have aged decades since that show began and I have realized I don’t want any of those things anymore. In fact, I am dreading this weekend for three reasons: body image, expectations, and cost.

I was almost going to write a blog about shopping for a dress after the fact, but I wanted to be truthful about my feelings and not have it altered by however this weekend goes. Hopefully it’ll go well but my expectations are low. I promise to update you after.

I want to start by saying, there’s nothing I dislike about dress shopping in general, the problem is that it’s for myself. I went dress shopping with my best friend last year and we had a BLAST. It was her mom, her sister, and me. We went to two salons. We had champagne. I texted her fiancé in advance and made him send me selfies of himself being happy, meh, and yuck. Then, because he’s hilarious and knew what would make my BFF crack up, he also sent photos of her dog happy and angry. I made them into signs for us to show her based on our thoughts of the dress. The day was a super fun, ended in a celebratory happy hour, and even better, she said yes to a dress!! But, this was kind of like watching the show on TV, with the added benefit of champagne. I LOVE judging other people, I do not really love other people judging me.

As I mentioned, the first reason I am dreading shopping is because nothing is going to fit me. Is there anything worse than going shopping and having nothing fit? I mean nothing will fit. When you go dress shopping, that is just the reality you have to prepare for. Dresses are made in sample sizes and SHOCKER, my body is not a sample size. Not only am I 5’11”, but I am not a small person. To make matters worse, most bridal gowns are known to be “2 sizes smaller than street sizes.” Someone please explain this to me. WHY?! I have read blogs about this, so I am technically mentally prepared. But really, can anything prepare you for 6 hours of having every single dress gape open at the back?? I think no. As someone who has struggled with her weight and with body positivity for a LONG time, I am simply dreading this. I am finally at a place where I am happy being my current size (more on toxic #sheddingforthewedding later) but I can just imagine that a day of putting on too-small clothes will make me upset, which is exactly the opposite of what I’m supposed to be feeling leading up to the “happiest day of my life.” Which leads me to my next point.

HOLY HIGH EXPECTATIONS. Obviously, there are high expectations for the wedding… happiest day of my life? Up until now, I think the happiest day of my life was the day I put in my 2 week’s notice at my law firm. But there are similarly high expectations for wedding dress shopping. You are supposed to be surrounded by an entire entourage of friends and family who sit around and tell you how amazing you look for hours. I don’t know who has 9 close friends who will drop everything for a day of sitting around and watching you try on clothes, but that is not me. Nor do I want that! Thankfully with Covid regulations, most salons cap out at 3 people per bride per appointment.

I distinctly remember every episode of Say Yes to the Dress, where the consultant sat with the bride at the beginning and said, “tell me about the love of your life.” Like… what??? It’s shopping. Yes, I want to look good, but like, it’s not THAT deep. With each bridal appointment I set up online, there must have been 10-12 questions with boxes allowing 1000 characters of text about the wedding and the dress of my dreams. My main concerns that I listed: I am tall, I want to be comfortable, and I don’t want to be hot. That’s it!

And what about the expectation that you will cry when you find the dress? That feels forced. I am a crier. I cry at every tv show and movie. I cried 3 times during Encanto. But I don’t know if I’ll cry looking for a dress. I feel like I won’t cry because I’m going to be so worried trying to cry. When I went dress shopping with my friend, she cried… and then ended up getting a different dress! I feel like it’s more likely I will cry from exhaustion when the day is over.

Last but certainly not least, the things I am not looking forward to: spending money. I know this is becoming a recurring theme in my bridal blogs but, it’s just inane the amount of money people spend on dresses. Women wear them one day and spend more money on them than any other item of clothing they have ever owned. Or worse: brides spend tens of thousands of dollars on a dress and then CHOOSE TO RUIN IT. Our photographer offers a special add on for a “trash the dress” shoot. Yes, that is a real thing. Honestly, you aren’t going to wear it again so it’s not a terrible idea, but yikes, the money!!

In my very cursory google search, I saw that a 2020 Brides American Wedding Study (whatever that is) found that the average cost of a wedding dress is $2,439. AVERAGE. Pnina Tournai dresses start at $4800. And that’s before alterations. If you watch a lot of SYTTD, you probably think that sounds low. Women on that show routinely spend upwards of $10,000 on a gown. Personally, I find this outrageous. I can’t even stomach spending $1000, but most bridal shops start their inventory at $1500, so I guess we’ll see what happens. I tried to be very cost-conscious in choosing my appointments, and I even called ahead to a few salons to ask about their price ranges. One of the main things I looked for in the reviews were if people said “consultants made sure to only show me dresses within my budget.” Again, it’s not that I don’t want to look good, I do! But I also don’t understand the point of spending an entire paycheck (or multiple) on a one-time outfit.

All of that said, I really hope I find a dress this weekend. I even put a goal for the month of February in my bullet journal: SAY YES TO THE DRESS. I hope I can check something off of my to-do list and get one step closer to marrying my person.

This is the last time I put on a wedding dress. A sample size my friend bought from Herrera on a whim at a sale. And guess why my arms are behind me… I’m holding it up/closed because it didn’t fit! Also, this was 6 years and many pounds ago.

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January 21, 2022 6 Comments

We did it!! That’s right, after successfully skirting the “when’s the wedding” question for 23 months, we finally set a date! Woohooo!! That means I can start planning the day I have been dreaming about for my entire life!! **record scratch**

I have not been planning this day for even the 2 years we’ve been engaged. Hell, I haven’t even been planning it for a month! In fact, I really don’t care at all. And that, my friends, is why I am the worst bride ever.

When I not-so-slyly mentioned in my last blog that I was officially getting married soon, my friend suggested I blog about the journey. And she’s not wrong, so many brides are all over the internet blogging about their wedding planning. There’s a girl who went viral with her own Instagram account solely about planning her wedding – she has 264K followers! Here’s the issue, I don’t want to write about it because I have nothing to say, I simply don’t care. My friend said I should blog about just that, because there must be some people out there who feel similarly. So, here you go.

I want to start this off with a disclaimer: It’s not that I don’t care about being married. I’m actually very excited to have a partner for FOREVER so that I never have to be on dating apps again. I’m excited to have someone who can’t leave me without a tumultuous legal battle. Who is my built-in accountant and financial advisor to explain the 5/24 rule of credit card churning. To sleep next to me every night. To bring me Gatorade when I get food poisoning. And ibuprofen when I have a hangover. To start a family with! (In that order. Just kidding).

The marriage, I’m excited for. The wedding, not so much. I feel like I already did the hard part. I found a guy who can put up with me! And not only did he agree to be with me for the rest of his life, he actually SUGGESTED it. With a big diamond! I already won. We’ve been together for 6.5 years and we’ve been living together for 5. So like, what’s with this whole rigamarole?

I know this is an unpopular opinion. So let me explain.

Some of this is about money. And I know a lot of couples, especially on the interwebs, will say “THIS IS THE ONE DAY YOU SPLURGE! MONEY DOESN’T MATTER!” Ummm, maybe that is true… until the credit card bill comes. Would I feel differently about this whole wedding thing if I had unlimited funds? Probably. But I don’t, so it doesn’t make sense to think that way. And yes, my fiancé works in finance and yes, he could probably afford to splurge on a wedding, but why? For one day? I have friends who have spent over $100K on a wedding. The average is around 50K and that’s not even in New York, which always adds additional sticker shock. I feel like the main driver of wedding prices is usually the bride, at least stereotypically. And since I’m the one with less funding and I don’t care, I feel like I can’t push for this princess wedding concept. Which leads me to my next point.

What’s with this whole “princess” thing? The ball gown. The horse and carriage. The “turning-into-a-pumpkin-at-midnight.” Ok, maybe not that last part. But honestly, it’s kind of weird and creepy. I am 34 years old. I have known for at least two and a half decades that princesses aren’t real. And when they are, they are ostracized from their families and do exposés with Oprah. This is not a goal I am looking to achieve. Although, I’d love to meet Oprah… if anyone has the hook-up. Why are there girls out here trying to pretend to be a fairytale character in their 30’s? No offense, but, that’s weird (obvious offense).

For me, ever since we got engaged, I said that if we were going to have a wedding I cared about 3 things:

People should have enough food. Not necessarily AMAZING, Michelin-starred food, but I don’t want anyone hungry.
Unlimited alcohol. It’s not a fun party if you’re paying for your own booze or if there isn’t enough booze.
Good music that people can dance to. Dancing is a MUST.

Since I made that list, I have added one more thing: AMAZING HAIR. For myself, duh. All brides have told me you are allowed one “thing.” Mine is my hair. For obvious reasons. Namely, Instagram content. Follow me on BraidInManhattan! For this, I am pulling out all the stops. I’m buying extensions. Getting my hair colored to match. Flying in my hair-bestie and internet friend from Florida to do my hair.

The rest of the stuff to me is noise. Bridesmaids? Meh sure. Matching dresses? Definitely don’t care. Flowers? Meh. Bouquet? Don’t care. First look? Sure. Or not. Don’t care. Ring bearers? Don’t care. Toasts? If you want to talk, great. If you don’t, also fine. Rehearsal dinner? Meh. Flavor of cake? Don’t even like cake. Bridal gown? I feel like that one deserves a blog of its own. I have thoughts. Stay tuned.

This is why I have deemed myself the worst bride ever. We have picked a venue and we have a date. We have not planned much else. Over the weekend we discussed a registry. We feel like we don’t need anything additional in our home. We have lived together for 5 years! Whatever we needed, we have purchased. And I always feel weird about the whole concept of a “honeymoon fund.” I’ve never asked people for money before, so why would I do it, or feel we deserve it, because Chris and I are signing a contract? It makes no sense.

I feel like a lot of the wedding hype is a vestige of the past, when a woman was leaving her family to swear herself over to a man. It was a huge step. For me, it’s a minor one. I’m much more excited to have kids. If you want to send me adorable onesies or money for diapers then, feel free. The wedding part I’m mostly doing for my family. And for Chris. My best friend is actually getting married a month after me and if I’m being honest, I’m almost more excited for that. There’s no pressure and I already know she will be super happy.

This brings me to my final point: the additional events. WHY. A few years ago, I was invited to a friend’s wedding (not local). Then, to two separate bridal showers (one local, one not). Then, to a bachelorette party (semi local, but $1000/person). This is literally how I went into credit card debt. No single person should require this much celebrating on their behalf. It’s inane. My mom wants to have a wedding shower for me to celebrate, and also to have something semi-local for her friends. I said fine. But only because she is planning it! And I don’t want to invite any of my friends who aren’t local because at my age, we have all done enough of this. I don’t want to be responsible for anyone’s financial ruin. If it makes my mom happy, it makes me happy. The end.

Recently, my friend asked me if I wanted to do a bachelorette party. I shrugged. Obviously, I’m always happy to go on a trip with her. We‘ve had a blast together in Turks and Caicos, Costa Rica, Hawaii, Vancouver, Spain, and Portugal, and none of those required a wedding as an excuse. There’s no need to make an excuse to travel together. And especially there is no need to force people to travel in honor of my relationship milestones.

I will say this – I love the beach, and I love a party, and I love my family and friends. And I love Chris. The rest doesn’t matter. If anything changes, I promise to keep you in the loop. But I may just show up here in photos in a few months with a tan and an additional ring on my finger, and that’s fine, too.

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