12.10.2009

Outfit Numero Dos

The dress is from Ruche. I already own a pair of red suede heels. And a pair of red t-straps.

Engagement Photos

So our engagement shoot is coming up and I'm trying to plan my outfits...and the only reason I set them out in blog format is so I can see what they look like together. It works :) --especially since shopping on the Internet is the only way I get any shopping done at all these days. So, the following are from one of my fave online shops, ModCloth.

And, no matter what my fiance says, there's nothing wrong with enjoying fashion. It's the same way I enjoy a good football game.

So, without furthur adieu...

p.s. obviously objects aren't drawn to scale. :)

12.08.2009

bridesmaid dresses



Let me tell you...the quest to find bridesmaid dresses has been the toughest part of this wedding so far. I want to make sure everyone looks beautiful--not cookie-cutter, you know? But finding the dresses that fit is super tough. Here's what I've decided on:

Both dresses are from Anthropologie. Love, love, love that store :)
My two life-long best friends will be wearing this lovely red.



And my maid of honor will be wearing this pretty one.

Oh Happy Day! :) Hope you like.

12.03.2009

part-wedding blog?

I have this not-so-secret obsession with wedding blogs.
And that's ridiculously appropriate, because I am getting married.

I secretly want to be a wedding planner. But, after already shedding a few tears planning my own special day, I'm not sure the actual planning part is for me.

Nonetheless, I'll post some things here to see my own wedding in blog form. Not that anyone reads this, but it'll still be hard not to give anything away to my fiance. Yes, you, fiance--my lone reader.
I'll start with my vintage stamps, ones that I've already posted on fb.




12.02.2009

God's Will, My Will...Which is it?

I wish I could post. How I wish I could blog. But I can't even do that. At least not anything personal enough.

How I wish I could be someone else at times.

Is the person that God wants me to be really this limited in life by her occupation?
Or is my life limitless and am I simply limiting myself?

The dichotomies present are so endless.

Am I living God's will, but needing to pull through?
Or am I living my own life, and is God asking me to change?

I don't know. And I fear I'll never know.