June 2011
2 posts
aaaand it’s back to square one. new wedding planner. no secured caterer. redesigning the general space. added 200 more paper cutouts to do and 100 more garlands to make. oddly, never happier or busy-stressed.
four months
so it’s apparently a little under four months until my wedding. does it seem real? nope. we have half of our living room dedicated to bags and bags of shit from moskatels, michaels, joann’s, and various other places. just bags of absolute crap. special diy projects we were probably supposed to have done by now. but what have we gotten done? i bought a dress. brian bought a suit....
May 2011
3 posts
crying for 10 minutes in the women’s bathroom? check. yawning to pretend that that’s the reason why your eyes are red and watery? check check.
nightmares!
i had my first official wedding nightmare last night! after having a pretty stressful day, i decided to get some much needed sleep to be able to keep on my toes for wednesday. i basically passed out around 11 or so, after brian running out to presumably post something i was mumbling about in my half-awake stupor.
i can remember getting married, having a doppelganger, and having nothing of what i...
can’t deal with people saying effin anymore. i tried dealing with it, then tried using it a few times, but i’ve now come full circle and can openly admit to fucking hating it when people say effin _____. JUST SAY FUCK.
March 2011
8 posts
it’s been really trying this week. i went from having two glorious semi-lazypants days of paid time off to coming home, defeated, back arched in, wanting to cry as i took the dog out for a walk. when i come home like that, i tend to make food, because i am a stress eater. i know my weight fluctuations are a vicious fucking circle, and today was certainly no exception. i was doing pretty well...
ugh. nepotism.
i swear, if i hear “why don’t you do this like ________’s?” one more time, i will rip my (other) limbs off with my bare hands.
balance:
w o r k > life
last night, b mentioned that one of his best friends who just moved to los angeles to shack up with his beloved, mentioned that we should all “double date sometime.”
i’m pretty sure we laughed for a good five minutes.
February 2011
5 posts
after skipping training two weeks in a row (one, because i was being hammered with a 70 hour workweek, and the other, because i just was too tired with everything to go), both b and i showed up this week only to have our asses handed to us about not being better to ourselves about the diet we should be on. really, the diet we should be on consists of fresh veggies, little to no sugar and little to...
that f-ing dress.
so last weekend, i had an appointment at a certain (to remain unnamed) wedding dress shop that specialized in custom dresses. i figured having an appointment meant you know, i would either have my own space, someone to actually help me, or you know, some sort of decent treatment.
guess who was wrong here?
i arrived to the shop at 10:55am for an 11am appointment. milling around the shop was an...
it’s that time again, the end of the another week and another weekly (yes, second) recap.
things that ran through my head at some point this week:
* my drive to work is really quite pleasant. at some point in between sleep and wake, i’m driving down a really windy freeway in a very zippy, fast car. this will somehow be a recipe for disaster.
* (followup to last thought) my nice,...
i wonder how rude it is to tell a cinematographer that you really want them to style you in the style of another cinematography group, but because you can can’t afford them, you want a cheaper alternative. you know, plan b and all. second choice. messy seconds!
fuck it, we’re paying them, right?
last week of january
i’m stealing this from another blog, but i’ve decided (rather spontaneously) that i’m going to go back to my old habit of snippet lists, because in my old age, i tend to forget what i’ve been doing with my old life.
this has been the last week of january, 2011.
what happened?
* brian bought a car. i cried because we can’t afford a wedding or a nice meal out and he...
murgh.
the day i am getting the next in line of retainers put in my mouth is the day my office is springing for free lunch. oh painful teeth, how will you hold up?
January 2011
6 posts
the no-poo movement
i’m kind of a slave to my shampoo. in reading this article about the idea that shampooing less actually creates less oil, i’m both skeptical and intrigued. years ago, during my crazy i’m-too-old-to-breakout-what-the-fuck-do-i-do-now phase, i adopted the idea of using oils to moisturize your face. it somehow made sense that the more you dry out your face, the more oils your face...
overheard at work
so my cohort and i are the only two designers at our branch of our office. he mentioned to me how he was planning on leaving for a week for vacation. immediately, someone behind him pipes up, “oh nooo. then who am i going to go to for any of my design needs?”
i swear. if i didn’t show up, no one would probably notice.
tired. or burned out, is more like it. you know the point where you think that if your brain has turned from mush to slush?
maybe i need a long weekend of sleep.
sitting around and quite literally doing nothing except soaking in the joy that was hours and hours of cable television was amazingly fun. after b’s 5-day break around the new year, he exclaimed “this was fun, but i’m really glad to go back to work.” i looked at him, appalled and disgusted. wha?! you’re sick of vacation? what kind of sick freak are you? all told, i...
December 2010
3 posts
have i also mentioned how much i hate authority figures who can’t spell? i was raised on television and can still spell more coherently than you can. yay television!
vacation!
it is day… 2 of this vacation week. it is also the second day in a row i’ve set an alarm in an attempt to get up before 10am (you know, to try to make the most of my day, be resourceful on my time off, blah blah blah). yes, two days in a row of snoozing and waking up at noon. glorious, glorious sloth.
i’ve gotten a lot of rest in, which almost makes up for the last two months....
the more i read up on wedding vendors, the more i see that i could probably never be a wedding vendor. a while back, a friend and i played around with the idea of starting a business centered around ideas, design, and one of the most profitable businesses around - weddings. we thought we could put our imaginative ideas to use and in the process, help out others. you know, for $$$$. but of course,...
October 2010
2 posts
i really, really, really, really love my apartment. at some point while living in my last apartment, i would look at houses for rent on craigslist. i figured i’d never be able to afford buying a house in the next few decades, so we might as well try and fake it. but i’m actually pretty content with what’s here right now. an amazing view from every room. space for truman to run...
so this week, well, really even this day - i decided i am giving up on wedding planning. people don’t email you back after a fantastic first email exchange. people are too expensive. people want silly things like a solid date and a solid venue. fuck that. i really don’t give a shit anymore about something that may or may not even happen.
i guess more of these things are easier to say...
September 2010
4 posts
geez. it has been a crazy few weeks. first off, it took us approximately a week and a few days to actually move into our new apt. and now our apt is overflowing with packed boxes. this apartment, however bigger, has less storage area. so off to spending hundreds of dollars at various furniture shops. fuck you, ikea! stop making me waste my money on furniture i only keep for one apartment because...
pesky alarm decided to not wake me up this morning. so i briefly overslept. instead, it decided to go off at 10am, at my desk, at work.
awkward.
a snapshot of my weekend
friday night: tape, paint, move
saturday morning to afternoon: attend a service with my family
saturday evening: paint, paint, paint
sunday morning: better be done painting 3 rooms in the apartment
sunday evening: move everything into the new apartment because our jerky building manager decided to cut three days from our moving schedule and are forcing us out three days earlier - and figured...
someone asked me the other day how turning 29 (ugh?!) has been treating me. of course, i answered politely. but thinking about it, 29 has been a pretty unforgiving age.
i got a bout of the stomach flu (somehow) on my birthday, driving back from san francisco. 6 hours in a car when your stomach is already flip-flopping its way into vomit-town. that lasted for the better part of a week. and while...
July 2010
2 posts
girl brain dysfunction
sometimes i wonder how people deal with others when they want to sit down and talk wedding shop. as a girl, i don’t think i quite relate the same way to other girls when the talk of weddings come up. i don’t squeal. i don’t talk at 100-words-per-second. actually, if you weren’t told, you probably wouldn’t think of myself as one-half of a happily engaged...
so my niece e-stalks me. she overheard me talking one day, went a-searchin, then found my site, my tumblr, and god knows what else.
they grow up so fast and scary these days.
June 2010
1 post
2 tags
argh.
i told myself i didn’t want to post any wedding-related bullshit on my personal tumblr (there’s a separate one where i can talk about all the bullshit and now feel like a total doof), but i really don’t know what to do.
a month ago, after coming back from b’s friend’s wedding, we decided we should start doing the wedding planning process, but for real. interviewing...
May 2010
1 post
April 2010
2 posts
head explode!
it’s just one of those weeks where absolutely everything goes wrong, and everything is total shit, and you just want to hole up and not leave the house.
of all weeks, seriously. SERIOUSLY.
March 2010
10 posts
Orla Kiely | Slouchy Leather Rosemary bag →
if there was ever a bag that i cost more than $100 that i would willingly pay for, it would be this bag. oh, i want!
man, i’m going to need more wedding-appropriate dresses to attend to all these parties. well done, anthropologie. fuckers. goodbye, money!
wedding registries, harumph
i will never understand people who send out their wedding registry info over a year before their wedding. i haven’t even gotten an invitation to your wedding. so why would i even think about buying you something before i’ve even decided if i wanted to go to your wedding.
moreover, will you ever be using these stupid place settings in your household, ever?
Watchhe refused to do this in class, but lil’ bastard knows the routine pretty well.
what’s amazing is that they did one shot that automatically ran their photoshop filtering magic, and BOOM. i look damn presentable. except for my stupid face-pose, but i’m still happy. yay automatic filters! polite in public, you are my new favorite photobooth folks.
i know i’m at that age and all where my friends or people i know in similar circles are all about getting married. they’re either getting married, married, or you know, pretty much getting there.
and combine that with the internet, and you get wedding/relationship/marriage blogs. i used to read some couple blogs back in the day when blogging was still, you know, interesting and cool...
February 2010
3 posts
