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Wednesday, October 30, 2013

Wedding Wednesdays: Shower Time!

Wedding Showers. A wedding element I've both anticipated and dreaded.

Anticipated because I love spending time with my family and friends, because I love shower food, and because, well, presents.

Dreaded because I get nervous around lots of people, because I'm uncomfortable being the reason for a party as opposed to the planner of a party, and because, well, presents (I hate opening gifts in front of everyone...I always feel so much pressure to react appropriately...and I can never seem to find the right balance between "OMGYAYSOEXCITED" and "Thanks.")

Anticipated or dreaded, however, they've begun.

And so far it's been awesome!

The sweet, wonderful ladies at work threw me my first shower a couple weeks ago. We all met up at a restaurant near the office (one which happened to serve margaritas) and spent a couple hours hugging, giggling, and munching on yummy food.

Plus, I got some FANTASTIC loot - new knives, wine glasses, stuff for our bathroom, tons of fun gadgets, the most adorable salad servers, the BEAUTIFUL butter dish we asked for...you get the idea.



The ladies were so thoughtful - they had the room decorated with pink burlap (yes, two of my favorite things IN ONE), brought in treats from Rick's ("nothing with their buttercream" because they listen and read my blog!), and they had the guests leave "Words of Wisdom" for Paul and me as we begin our marriage. I'll share just a few:
  • Paul is always right.
  • Commit to never, ever give up!
  • Before you fight, decide if it's worth it. It's not.
  • Love is a choice...the feelings will follow!
  • Make him put the seat down from day 1!
  • When your wife has a problem, she wants you to give her your ear, not a solution.
  • Do not stop to ask for directions. Let him find it. 
  • Hold hands and say the Lord's Prayer together every night.
  • Nothing good comes from a prideful heart.
  • A man needs respect; when he gets that, his love is overflowing.
  • Laugh at his jokes no matter how lame.
How sweet is all that?!?

I have my next shower this weekend - and Paul gets to come with me this time. It's in Memphis, so it'll be all the ladies that I grew up with. Can't wait to see everyone! Plus, isn't the invite adorable?


It's so nice to be loved like this. I can't fully express my gratitude. But I'll bring treats in an attempt to do so :)

More updates to come soon!

PS: We took engagement photos with the Benfield's last weeknd! Should have our shots back soon(ish). Stay tuned for those!!!

Thursday, October 17, 2013

Bachelorette Weekend in STL

This past weekend my sweet girls treated me to the most fabulous celebratory weekend in St. Louis, jam packed with all sorts of my favorite things!


We started with dinner at the Roommate's precious little house - homemade roasted tomato soup and white cheddar cheese, homemade bread, and rosemary chicken-apple-walnut-blue cheese salad. I miss living with her...

Up next was frilly-gift time followed by an hour or so of watching Gigi & Finley (Roommate's roommate's dog), chase each other around the living room. I loved having all of my favorite girls in one place - such a treat.

Saturday morning, we all met up at the London Tea Room for breakfast. If you're ever in St. Louis, you simply MUST go to the tea room - it's indescribably lovely. I had a pot of the Duke & Duchess blend with a cranberry-orange scone covered in clotted cream and fresh strawberry jam. Pretty much the best breakfast ever.

The plan was to then grab coffee (yes, we like caffeine that much) on our way to our mani-pedi appointment. Our plans were blindsided (literally) by a couple of (again, literal) party crashers. A Ford Taurus came out of nowhere and t-boned Roommate's car in the middle of a rather busy intersection. Thankfully, Little Sister keeps calm in crisis situations and had it pretty much handled by the time I'd even processed what had happened. No one was hurt and we were able to get it sorted out fairly quickly.

Dealing with a car accident was not at all how we wanted to spend our morning, but we had some nice downtime waiting on the cops and the tow truck, then enjoyed a stroll through the SLU campus. All in all, it really didn't put that much of a damper on the day.

We finally arrived at the salon and enjoyed a very girlie hour of manicures & pedicures - note to self: wear a "Bride-to-Be" sash EVERYWHERE. People are SUPER nice to you ALL THE TIME!

Afterwards, we had lunch at one of my favorite spots - Companion - then headed back to the hotel for a quick change before our tour of the Botanical Gardens.

Since it was so late in the afternoon, the Gardens were relatively quiet (except for the no fewer than three weddings setting up as we walked around). Plus, the weather was delightful - making our tour even more enjoyable.

After our tour, we spent time driving around the city and made a stop at Kaldi's Coffee for a caffiene boost before dinner. Y'all...they have a Baked Maple Pumpkin Latte...BAKED. It actually has BAKED PUMPKIN in it. AND maple. If you aren't hearing me...baked pumpkin. It was phenomenal.

We had dinner on the Hill at Zia's - fabulous as always - then spent a few hours at Bailey's Chocolate Bar. Also excellent. I had a Chai martini - chai ice cream, rumchata, and vanilla vodka...OMG.

All of that on top of the fact that I got to spend an entire day with my girls - I couldn't imagine a better weekend.

The next morning, we enjoyed crepes, coffee, and mimosas at City Coffee House & Creperie and found out who'd won our Bachelorette Bingo Instagram competition (spoiler, Vicky won).

To fill you in, we all had a sheet with 25 squares on it - each describing a different thing we had to find throughout the weekend. The objects were open to "creative interpretation," and some of the photos we snapped were my favorites from the trip. More details at the end of the post.

Unfortunately we all had flights to catch or lesson plans to write or puppies to pick up, so the weekend had to end. I hated hugging everyone goodbye - but I'm sure January will be here before I know it and they'll all be back!

Ladies - thank you SO much for an amazing weekend. I'm so very blessed to have such a sweet set of friends. I cannot fully express how much each of you means to me. Can't wait to see you in January!

Til then!

Bachelorette Bingo


This is a collection of my favorites from the weekend, laid out on the board in their respective squares. There were two we struggled to get: Momma & Me (as she was having WAY too much fun with her buddy Rhonda), and Me talking about Paul (which Brittany DID get, but it's in video form, so not included). The full collection is available below (and also on Instagram under the tag #alanasgettingmarried). Enjoy!




A Giant Shoe made out of Shoes

Lauren

St. Louis Arch

Emma

What the What?

Heather

Alana’s Ring

Brittany

Fairy Lights

Gigi being Cute

Underground

Someone Laughing til they Cry

"A rose by any other name…"

Alana Caught by Surprise

Vicky

Favorite Meal

Pretty in Pink

Coffee

Alana with at least THREE of her Bridesmaids (no posing)

Kaitlin

Ten Little Piggies


True Love

Wednesday, October 16, 2013

Wedding Wednesdays: Bridezillas: A Field Guide



I went into this wedding planning thing confident that I was not in danger of becoming a Bridezilla. In my opinion, that only happened when a Bride was overly spoiled, and, well, I do not consider myself to be spoiled.

Now, I know what you’re thinking: “Mmmhmm. That’s what they all say.”

But really, even being critical of myself, I wouldn’t call myself spoiled.
  • “Well taken care of?” Yes.
  • “Loved?” Yes.
  • “Blessed?” Yes.
  • “Comfortable?” Yes.
  • “Critical with high standards and and expectations?” Duh.
But not spoiled. I keep my head about me, consider other peoples feelings, and can cope with disappointment and frustration. 

So, like I said, was not at all worried about going crazy. 

My confidence has since waned.  

You see, the problem was my assumption that all Bridezillas were the same; that they were selfish creatures bent on getting their own way, no matter who they had to guilt or steamroll in the process. As I get deeper into the jungle we call “Wedding Planning,” I’ve come to realize that there are multiple kinds of ‘Zillas. While they all exhibit similar traits and tendencies, the three Types have distinct origins and treatability and are definitely not all alike. 

As such, I’ve developed a “Field Guide” (if you will), in an attempt to help everyone else identify, understand, and deal with the slight differences between the Types. My observations and conclusions come from years of studying the species in her natural habitat (as an event planner) as well as my newly acquired first-hand experience.

Before we begin, please consider the following quotes:
  • “Are people born wicked? Or do they have wickedness thrust upon them?”
    • Galinda (from the musical, “Wicked”)
  • “Some people are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrust upon ‘em.”
    • Malvalio (from Shakespeare’s “Twelfth Night”)
I use these quotes to highlight the fact that not every ‘Zilla is created equal. Some come by it naturally (Type A), some choose it (Type B), and some (I’d venture to say most) fall victim to it. Let’s look at the types a little closer.

Type A


These are the ‘Zillas that are “born with” the gene. Not in the same way that you might be born with freckles or green skin, but in that way that it’s predestined in your personality and demeanor. In my study, I’ve found that this Type is generally a product of poor breeding (i.e. they’re spoiled). They are also relatively rare (in the big picture).

We all know these girls. We deal with them on a regular basis. We excuse their behavior because they “can’t help themselves it’s how they were raised,” then we complain about them behind their backs. It’s the natural order of things. If you find yourself dealing with this Type, it is likely that you have already accepted her as she is, and therefore are honestly not surprised when the affliction presents itself.

Because of the in-born nature of this Type, their affliction is mostly incurable and irreversible. It’s who they are, it’s who they’ve always been. We must choose either to keep loving them or just admit they’ll never change and move on. Luckily, their affliction is not necessarily more extreme in the throes of wedding planning than it is in normal life, so you may not even notice a significant change.

Type B


These ‘Zillas are those that “achieve” the gene. I’d like to believe that there are fewer of this kind than there are of Type A, but I do not have sufficient data to back up that assumption (on top of the fact that my gut tells me I’m wrong).

These girls are the most difficult to deal with throughout the process. They don’t necessarily surprise us when they turn, but they also no longer reflect their “normal” selves. The issue with this Type is that they’re driven to change. They want it. They work for it. They take their badge of “Bride-to-Be” and milk it for all it’s worth, passing off their behavior as permissible simply because they are “stressed,” “tired,” or “overworked.” (Mmhmm, we TOTALLY believe you. You definitely aren’t just taking this opportunity to be a witch because you have a ready-made excuse.)

For these ‘Zillas, while there's no escaping the crazy in the middle of it, the prognosis is somewhat positive: it’s a matter of getting  through the wedding. Their affliction is short-lived and unsustainable post-vows. Just hang on friends, this too shall pass. (Now…whether you continue to speak with them post nuptially is totally up to you…no one will judge your decision. We’ve all been there, dealt with that.)

Type C


Finally, there are those who have ‘Zilla-ness “thrust upon them.” They show no predisposition, and do not choose to cross over to the dark side, it just happens for some reason. I believe that these are, by far, the most common iteration of the species.

They are your loved girlfriends – the kind no one would expect to “turn” – but then something happens…and it’s like they’ve gotten a bad virus. One day, they’re your sweet, engaged friend, the next they’re threatening to burn down a bakery. It happens without much warning and progresses very quickly.

The up-side to this version of the affliction? It’s highly curable. In all reality, it may not even last more than a few minutes, provided the appropriate treatment steps are taken. The problem is, however, that folks are reluctant to attempt treatment because they’ve been burned before by the stereotypes (or ideas and stories thereof) of Types A & B. She’s frequently left to deal with her condition on her own, which is sad because, in reality, it’s generally not her  fault (much like getting the flu is not the victim’s fault).

Because Type C is so misunderstood, her condition frequently lasts much longer than it should. In an attempt to change this fact and help Type C sufferers everywhere, I’d like to take a closer look at Type C Bridezillas – specifically the symptoms of the affliction, the possible causes, and the related available treatments – so that we might be better prepared to help any we encounter in the future.

Symptoms (could include but are not limited to):
  • insomnia
  • extreme weight gain or loss
  • indecisiveness (when highly advanced, could present as apathy)
  • easily triggered, uncontrollable crying
  • untriggered, uncontrollable crying
  • death threats to family, friends, vendors, random passers-by (followed by uncontrollable crying)
  • inexplicable hatred for certain colors, patterns, cake flavors, or names
  • irrational behavior or outbursts


Causes (could include but are not limited to):
  • egotistical vendor behavior
  • “bridal” price inflation
  • lack of sleep (see symptoms)
  • too many opinions
  • too many options
  • Pinterest pressure
In my experience, the most common cause is egotistical vendor behavior. I’ve heard way too many vendors complain time and time again about Bridezillas that have caused them problems, forcing them  to “add this policy” and “do it this way.” Really? You’re blaming your issues on them? Let’s explore that one a little further.

If you are a wedding vendor, please note the following:
  • You are not the only one capable of doing what you do (you’re likely one of very, very many)
  • You are not the only vendor a Bride will speak to (again, you are only one of many)
  • Brides are paying YOU. You are trying to win their business, not the other way around
  • This time is stressful for her, and she’s likely new at it. Do not expect her to be the expert. Help her, teach her, be patient with her.
  • Make her feel special. Sure, you may see a thousand brides a year, but she only interacts with you once. Make it worth her while. She isn’t a number, a pocketbook, or a hassle.
As both a planner and a Bride, I’ve had far too many interactions with vendors who think they’re the end-all, be-all. In my experience, the ones who acted like they hung the moon were typically far inferior in their output than the vendors who bent over backwards for their Brides.

Here’s a tip: when you’re kind to people, they’ll be kind back.

It’s that simple, guys. Get down off your high horse, stop expecting the Bride to try and win your business, and consider what all she is going through. If you’re too hard to deal with, too snobby, too “we do it this way and no other way so there,” you’re going to get killed by the vendors who treat Brides like friends. Try a little harder. YOUR actions are creating the Bridezillas you complain about.

Okay, off my soapbox now. Back to the subject at hand.

I mentioned earlier that Type C Bridezillas are curable. And, bonus, it turns out it’s relatively easy to treat the symptoms and reverse the condition. Take a look at the available options below.

Treatment (options include but are not limited to):
  • NOT being an egotistical jacka**
  • Hugs (can be administered via pretty much anyone and still achieve the same effect)
  • Chocolate (any variety, really. May also substitute cupcakes or pie.)
  • Flowers
  • Lunch dates (where you don’t talk about the wedding unless SHE brings it up)
  • Tea (Hot or cold. Sweet or unsweet. It's medicine for the soul, y’all)
  • Weekends off (again, where you don’t talk about the wedding)
And most importantly: encouraging words. Wedding planning is hard, y’all. She needs to know she’s doing a good job. She’s likely doubting every choice she makes, every dollar she spends. Remind her that this only lasts for a little while. Remind her to enjoy the little things. Remind her that she is smart, and beautiful, and loved, and important. She needs to hear it. Daily. It never gets old.

Some Bridezillas can’t be cured. But most can. So when you encounter one, don’t just see her condition and assume it’s her fault. Don’t write her off over a few little outbursts or angry words. Hug her, tell her it’s going to be okay, and buy her a cup of tea. It’ll cure her and right the world – and she’ll be forever thankful.

This was not written in an attempt to excuse behavior. There is no excuse for treating people badly. But, mistakes happen and we all snap sometimes. I’m speaking from experience and I know this to be true. So, don't ignore our behavior, but be patient, understanding, and forgive us, please. 

Signed,

A recovering (and occasionally relapsing) Type C