I mean, can you blame me?
And honestly, I'd probably do all the same exact things again. I just want to do it again.
Is that weird? Don't answer that.
Planning a wedding is stressful, don't get me wrong. There were tears, there were snappy moments, there were disagreements. But really, honestly, I was very lucky as far as the whole "planning" process goes.
My mom and I have talked about it, recently in fact, because sometimes when I hear other "brides to be" talk about the stress that is wedding planning I think, maybe I've blocked out all the bad stuff and I have this delusional recollection of how it really went. If I do, clearly my mom does to. Because even she's said it was not ever that bad. In fact, at some points it actually border-lined being fun. Gasp.
Addressing envelopes. Isn't she cutest.
Sure, thanks to Pinterest there are a lot of really cute things I would love to have done. But honestly, I am still in love with every detail of our wedding.
Plus, is it just me, or do you hate going to a wedding that looks exactly like a Pinterest board. I mean it's cool, and usually always very pretty. But I feel like if you're not careful, it gets a little to impersonal.
And I am all about personal touches at your wedding. We had a macaroni bar at our rehearsal dinner. We keep it classy over here fo sho.
The one teeny tiny thing I would have wanted to change was the photography. I loved my photographer. She was reasonably priced and did exactly what we asked her to do. Unfortunately we were more interested in hanging out with our guests, eating our yummy food, and dancing to our great band. Therefore 99% of our pictures are candids because we told her we didn't want to pose for too many formals. And given the chance, I'm sure I would make the same decision again. But now looking back, it would be nice to have maybe one or two more "posed" formal wedding day pictures.
I also wish I didn't get my dress preserved. It seemed like such a good idea at the time. I didn't want to just shove that dress in the back of my closet. Preserving it meant it would nice and clean and white for....what? I'm not sure.
You see, I've already decided that my daughter will not, no way no how, wear my wedding dress. Every little girl deserves the exhilaratingly stressful (that part was a little nerve wracking) chance to try on and buy their own wedding dress. In my personal opinion at least.
I'll probably "un-preserve" it when I have kids and use some of the fabric to make a blankie or a christening outfit. I think that'd be cool. In my personal opinion at least.
But the problem is...I don't want to wait 3-5 years before touching that gorgeous dress again. I want to wear it now.
I blame blogging. And Friends. Rachel, Monica and Phoebe made it okay to sit on the couch in a wedding dress. And good lord, half of you ladies rocked your dress again for more pictures or one year anniversaries. Preserving it was a waste of my time.
And as soon as I can convince the hubs that it's not that weird, I'm cracking into that box.