Finally! It’s on its way. I hope I like it.
I’m not even a fan of public marriage proposals.
Ok, so in the few days that I vowed that “No, I will not be one of those people who take Instagram pictures,” I downloaded Instagram. And took a picture. And in a few minutes, I will post it on my blog. *Hangs head in shame*
Now, I’m over it. Just blame Joel — he’s a bad influence. My only consolation is that I’m tragically behind the times and for all I know, Instagram isn’t popular anymore.
But when you go shoe shopping after a terrible week, it’s hard to resist a shot of these beauties:
I went to DSW with the full intention of shopping for wedding shoes (update: I’m reconsidering purple shoes and am toying with the idea of … gold glitter heels!?!), but again, Joel is a bad influence.
Also on the wedding front, this weekend I made a test run of our “guestbook.” It’s actually not a book at all, but an art piece where people can sign their names … and we can display on our walls … Um, I found it on Etsy? Just forget my bad explanation; barring showing you my first attempt, here’s the inspiration:
I like it. 🙂
We’re too hipster to function sometimes.
Watching Juno last night while bedridden reminds me how much I love what will become the song for Joel’s and my first dance:
Was I supposed to keep that a secret or something? Who knows. Anywho, I painted the lyrics to Cat Power’s Sea of Love on some canvas last year, framed them and gave them to Joel as a present. They now hang above our bed, so really, I can’t think of any OTHER song that could be our first.
Although, kudos to our recently-hitched friends who picked this as their first song. Probably the best idea I’ve seen at a wedding so far:
By the way, The Wedding Singer fucking rocks. Greatest 80’s-movie-not-filmed-in-the-80’s ever.