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You’ve Got Mail

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Last year when one of my dearest friends got married I squealed and texted her as soon as I saw her invitation in my mailbox. I’m feeling that same excitement today because our invitations are now in the hands of the United States Postal Service, and I think Sam said it best, “I wish we could put little cameras in these envelopes so we could watch everyone open them!”

Breck Hofstetter and the amazing staff at Sesame Letter Press worked with us tirelessly to make an exquisite invitation suite. We’re calling it rustic elegant. Liz from Tucci Cursive completed the look with her incredible calligraphy and cute Zazzle stamps brought the whole thing together. I’ll include some close-ups of the invitations later, I just don’t want to spoil the excitement for our family and friends who will be seeing them in the coming days. (Mostly the excitement is mine and Sam’s, I’m sure, but still, I don’t want to spoil it)

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Organized brides. That is us. Mostly Sam, but marriage will make us a team.

So we put aside a couple of hours this afternoon and spread everything out over the kitchen table. When Sam, in her panic and excitement, took five full minutes to stuff one envelope, I realized that we would need wine.

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Booze really brings a table together

Once I was back at the table we stamped the response envelopes and the invitation envelopes, organized all of the included pieces and went through our guest list. It was time-consuming work but the result was a few large piles of beautiful wedding invitations.

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All done!

We walked to the post office where we filled the mailbox, then went inside to buy stamps for our international guests, and voila! We were finished. Invitations in the mail by Friday afternoon.

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Not my best look, but yay, I’m mailing letters!

Now I’m looking forward to the next step, chasing everyone down for those response cards …

Wine Showers!

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Credit goes directly to Sam’s Godmother Shelley, my mom Irene, my sister Katy and our amazing family and friends. These women are incredible and made our day so very special.

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2 Brides 2 Be!

June 1st was a scorcher in NYC, so we hopped on a party bus with twenty of our girlfriends and rode out to Long Island to Macari Vineyards in Mattituck where the weather was sunny and breezy and the perfect day for a bridal shower. We drank their delicious wines, posed on their tractors and in their vineyards and basically had a blast. The centerpieces, by Mattituck Florist and Garden Shop, were sunflowers and limes, Sam’s favorite, and the patio looked great.

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Lunch was a delicious assortment of salads, sandwiches, wraps and cheeses from Bonnie Jean’s and dessert was cake from Setauket’s very own Rolling Pin Bakery and pies from Briermere Farm. I am sad to report that I didn’t even taste any of my beloved Briermere pies, so I will be making a special trip out east for more.

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I should have eaten so much more!

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Gotta cut the cake!

We couldn’t have asked for a better, more wine-filled day with our loved ones. There was a rousing game of bridal bingo, a race to open the incredible gifts, and an inappropriate shouting of the word “lesbians” while I held up our 5-month-old niece.

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Hand blown toasting flutes from the MoH

The shower favor was adorably packaged and delicious Long Island jam. All in all this was a very real success.

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It was wonderful to celebrate our shower together, even if we are terrible at staying side-by-side for very long. We will work on that for the wedding! And we will be taking many more ridiculous photos like this one:

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Sweet hats.

The bus ride back to Manhattan, now that got rowdy.

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The elegance ends here.

Shower Style.

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I am starting to get very excited about our upcoming wedding shower. Because we are two women the guest list is a little large but we’re certainly not complaining about getting to see some of our very favorite ladies for a special day.

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Fun, right?

So I’ve got the dress. I’m keeping that a secret for now but I had my eye on it for many, many months when I finally caved and bought it. I’ve got some fun, super-high wedge heels to pair with it from BC Footwear. I wanted nude shoes with a splash of color and I certainly found them. Now all I need is the perfect necklace, which I’m working on.

My sister is flying down that Friday morning for a special lunch and shopping date so we can finally find her a gorgeous dress for the wedding. I know what I have in mind but we’ll certainly take plenty of photos the day of. Now all I need is to be patient until June 1st!

The Lengths I’ll go to.

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My wedding vision has always been something a little blurry and a little bizarre, and it has always included long, flowing hair. Hair that I cannot grow myself. Hair that would need to be professionally created. Enter Jill Hammelman, my new personal hero.

After a million questions and a few freak-out emails (Should I really be doing this four months before my wedding? Will I ruin them? Are you sure I won’t ruin them?) I couldn’t contain my excitement any longer and we went for it. The results are amazing. I am now incredibly vain and obsessed with my hair. However, I am about to leave for a spin class and this will be my first work-out with the hair. I don’t know how Jill does it. I cannot get all of this hair into a proper ponytail. Oh well, looking insane is a small price to pay for the best thing that has ever happened to me. (Second only to Sam … )

See the transformation below.

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Before. I’m simply giddy with excitement. My hair is long-ish but thin and damaged. This is no way to live.

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Back of my hair before. Gross.

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Now dyed and trimmed … check out those dark brows.

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So this is love.

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I mean. I can’t.

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Jill and her awesome hair. The lady who made this all possible.

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This post would not be complete without a selfie.

I have to stop writing now and go stare at myself in the mirror. Bye.

All Hail Monique.

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So it’s a known fact that Monique Lhuillier and Vera Wang are like, the first ladies of wedding gowns, right? Well, for my purposes I am going to assume this is a given. Today let’s talk about Monique and how she can make dresses do unnatural and incredible things to womens’ bodies. She can make a demure lace gown look positively sexy, where there are no hips, she creates them!

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No spanx required! This thing is like armor.

I have a few friends who are currently engaged and my most annoying refrain is “Let’s go try on dresses!” (I don’t mean we should all try on dresses, I mean they should but I should get to come) It’s surprising and exciting and a little stressful and the event itself demands hours of recovery over cocktails, so obviously I am a fan. It’s always good to have a plan but so important to go out of your comfort zone, too. If for no other reason than it’s ridiculous fun.

This is a different look that was pulled out for me at Bergdorf’s. It certainly felt unique and special, and made my figure look like someone else’s. My straight line body was practically hourglass (Maybe not but I’m letting my imagination go here) and though it was a touch modern and racy for my mom’s taste, it was surprisingly comfortable for how sexy it felt. My boobs! My hips! The detail on the bodice demanded a close-up. Of my boobs. I’ve decided to incorporate bridal wear into my every day life.

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My Baby B’s have never looked better.

I remember reading in a bridal magazine an article titled something like, “Wear it Again,” that tried to convince women that it would be totally normal to throw a party in your apartment and invite your girlfriends to wear their wedding gowns as you sit around drinking wine. Let me tell you what I look like when my friends come over to drink wine … dirty hair. no make up. leggings. old stretched out ribbed tank top and flip flops. If they’re bringing their boyfriends I’ll put on a bra. I get it now, wanting to look like the best version of myself every single day in an expensive and beautiful gown. I’m still never hosting a party like that, but if someone else invited me to that sort of shindig I would absolutely wear this dress and I would drink only clear liquids, possibly be so bold as to sip white wine.

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I’m coming over!!

Shower Invites.

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As I wrote earlier, our bridal shower will be at a vineyard, so when I found these adorable invitations on Zazzle by Marlene’s Market I was so excited to customize them.

To be honest Sam didn’t love them as much as I did, but I think the wine glasses are cute and zazzle has never let us down. Their paper goods are affordable and cute. I won this battle.

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There’s one more thing. These invitations just happen to be our sorority colors … a silent nod to our beginning ;-)

Toilet Paper Brides

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Since the wedding is stressing us out a little bit this week, I thought I’d focus on something else: Our Bridal Shower!

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Sam as a toilet paper bride at my sister Katy’s bridal shower

(Full disclosure, that’s also stressing us out)

Sam and I have really controlled most of the details in our wedding planning process, so we finally let my mom and Sam’s Godmother step in and plan something. Okay, so we chose the venue. The beauty of a lesbian wedding is the ease of the joint shower. If I’d have to say there was a “theme,” I would say wine. Definitely wine. It’s going to be small, and there will be Briermere pies. When I reminded my mom and sister that I do not want shower games, they both shot each other a look. I’m quickly losing every single battle I fight in this wedding planning process …

I think the invitations are pretty adorable but, unfortunately, I have not seem them in person, so I’ll have to post a picture when I get out to my parents’ house. Until then, I hope these ladies can agree on a menu.

My idea of the perfect shower: booze, a pretty dress, no opening presents, no silly games. Oh well.

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My sister Katy, me, Sam, and our sister-in-law Jaine at her bridal shower.
(Also Sam will kill me for sharing this)

Wedding Bands.

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One of the trillion ways that Sam and I are different involves our decision-making skills. When it comes to the easy stuff, she cannot volunteer an opinion.

What do you want for dinner? I don’t know, what do you want for dinner?

What do you wanna watch? I don’t know, what do you wanna watch?

But she can test drive one car and drive it off the lot that same day. She found a wedding band online from Bario Neal, she liked it, we went to Philadelphia and she bought it. Done. I, on the other hand, am just as indecisive about what to choose from a dinner menu as I am about the big decisions, like my wedding band. I’ve been putting it off since I cannot make up my mind. Finally, Sam made an appointment with the people who made my engagement ring and dragged me in there. We sat down and I stared at bands full of diamonds and thought, None of these are me.

So she suggested I go try stuff on at local jewelry stores to see what I liked. First stop was Tiffany & Co., and I know that place is a zoo, that tourists are literally revolving in and out, but of the three associates who helped me (Some of the rings are on different floors) the man was polite, and the two women were rather rude. The first had absolutely no patience for me. I tried on three rings, all from the same case, and she treated me like I was wasting her time. The other was the same. She couldn’t be bothered to let me see the rings. So we left. When you’re an indecisive girl looking for a wedding ring, being treated poorly does not help you make up your mind!

So we walked over to DeBeers, where Jeff greeted us, offered us drinks and took us upstairs to try on some bands. He didn’t mind that I was asking questions and was incredibly patient and helpful. While the woman at Tiffany seemed aggravated when I asked her to repeat the name of a ring, Jeff wrote down all of the information on his card and didn’t rush us out. What a pleasant experience.

Wedding planning is a lot of work and a lot of money, so even if I dare to walk into the world-famous Fifth Avenue Tiffany & Co., I don’t think that it’s asking too much for their employees to be courteous and help me out. It’s not like wedding bands are a $10 investment.

I digress. I still don’t know what the hell I’m doing. I tried on two thin bands that I quite liked, one channel set, one pavé, and I am sure I would be happy with either. I also love the unique rings at The Clay Pot … It might all come down to flipping a coin.