Invitations from the Wedding Sweatshop

Greetings from the apartment sauna.

As I sit here with my third cup of coffee, awake much earlier than I have ever had to be thanks to my one and only 8:00am class I've been blessed with my entire college career (which my major so nicely forces us to take our last semester), I figured now would be a great time to blog about my very first wedding DIY project that took place this weekend!

My goal for the last week of winter break was to get my invitations done. Yes, that meant MAKE them, no easy task when I decided that the invitations I had designed over Thanksgiving break were not at all what I wanted. I sat at the computer for hours, pouring over other people's invitations I found on Google for inspiration. I knew I wanted ours to be unique, not your typical cursive font on white paper with a bow tied around it. I tried to recreate the ones I liked on Microsoft Publisher to no avail, all the while wondering if I should just suck it up and pay a professional to do it. But this crafty gal was not to be defeated.

I finally found an invitation template I loved in this book, one of my Christmas presents, and set to work to create one myself to see if it could be done. I made a quick excursion to Michael's, where I picked up some blank invitations, cardstock, and an eleven dollar rubber stamp--kind of a splurge for me. While I tried to follow the step-by-step instructions, I found my own creativity taking over until in the end, I had created something that was nothing like the picture in the book. But you know what? I loved it.

Step 2: Time to make 150 of them. Enter some crafty, beautiful bridesmaids.

With the aid of mimosas, egg and sausage casserole, and chocolate chip scones, these lovely ladies helped mass produce these homemade wonders. In the apartment sweatshop...that right there is true dedication.

A couple hours later?

And they are staying far, far away from the makeshift humidifier.


How To Have The Perfect Wedding: No Liposuction Needed

Even though New Years Eve is annually the lamest holiday of the year, I sincerely hope you had a more eventful one than I did. This year, my glamourous evening consisted of throwing up all night, sipping gatorade all day, and sprawling on the couch, dozing in and out with my man watching all three Back To The Future movies, only changing the channel to watch the ball drop and toast to the new year with a wine glass of ginger ale. Yep, after avoiding it for so long, the stomach bug made its way to me on New Years Eve. Happy freakin' 2011.

But hey...with a year of graduation, weddings, and moving upon us, it can only get better, right?

After the stomach flu made it's grand entrance and exit, I spent a lot of time in front of the TV recovering/taking advantage of being lazy for my last winter break ever. (Being waited on by mom and dad only lasted so long, though.) Among the junk that is daytime television, I definitely had my fix of trashy reality TV. And wouldn't you know, weddings are a hot topic these days.

Say Yes to the Dress. Bridalplasty. Four Weddings. Different shows, but they all say the same thing: Weddings need to be extravagant. If they want it, brides can be talked into spending $500 dollars more on a dress when their budget was $2000--it's OK, because Daddy will pay. Every girl's wedding will not be perfect unless she wins a liposuction-facelift-boob job makeover. It's all just a big competition to see whose wedding is the biggest and the best. Winning= a lifetime of love and happiness. And if they lose? Well, at least they got to be on TV.

It makes me think: whether you spend $5,000 or $50,000 on your wedding, everyone has the same thing to show for it: marriage. The flowers will wilt, the dress will go back into the closet, and the cheesy DJ will pack up his speakers and drive over to the next reception. Have the girls on these shows lost sight of the reason for all the glam and glitz?

Today marks the 7 month countdown to me and Ian's big day (and also our two year and eleven month anniversary of dating!) and I know that as the planning and crafting (and working more hours to pay for all the planning and crafting) begins to take form, it will be easy to get caught up in the details. But as long as I keep my sights on the most important thing, everything will be perfect. Even without plastic surgery.

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