Oh hi. I’m alive, in case you were wondering. Work is crazy but my coworkers make it a joy to come in everyday. In personal life news, this weekend is our first ‘wedding tour’ reception. It’s at a wine bar so obvi it will be an amazing time that no one will ever remember. Also, married life: so far so good. Ryan is still the best ever.
Now I’m finishing up the night with the intention to do some yoga, but after trying on the Elie Tahari dress my mom got me to wear to the party, a little session with Ab Ripper X seems more appropriate. It looks like I had one too many cupcakes from the company meeting this morning.
Related/unrelated: how do you exercise while on a business trip? This last month has been excellent in the food department (thank you six-city trip) but my exercise regimen (which was sporadic at best to begin with) totally took a nose dive. I guess the first step is actually packing exercise clothes.
Or something.
Finally scanned my favorite photo ever taken of Ryan and I. It’s been up in my cube since it was taken at my cousin’s wedding last summer.
I’m not really sure what is about it that makes it so special to me. Maybe that we’re being silly and being silly with Ryan is my absolute favorite thing ever. I find him so incredibly hilarious—especially when he’s not joking. I often wonder if I think he’s so funny because we’ve been together so long that my humor has evolved into a weird appreciation of him and everything he does. Maybe I’m a little crazy.
Or a lot crazy. Either way.
San Francisco City Hall Elopement - Mayan + Ryan
There is something so magical about San Francisco City Hall Elopement images. Mayan + Ryan’s show’s the magic and whimsy you can experience at City Hall.
GUYS GUYS MY WEDDING PICTURES ARE HERE AND I’M CRYING
Oh, one minor detail…
So I haven’t had time to fight the bridal salon on this let alone post about it but I’m home and had a minute to remember ”Oh, yeah… that was really shitty.”
Right after my dress arrived in the shop my friend Beth and I were out trying on headpieces. I wanted to refresh my memory, so we went to the salon and I tried it on. I love the dress just as much as when I bought it but I notice it’s really really long. Weird, because I I purchased my dress with a Hallow-to-Hem measurement cuz I’m short and I told them I wanted to wear flats. Hallow to hem means they measure you from the ‘hallow’ of your neck to the floor so you don’t have to do many alterations when you get it in. It cost $180. Retain this information, it comes up later. I figured that was just how it came in and so I left that day knowing I had to buy tall shoes. Whatever, I can deal with it.
We went back to get alterations done a month or so later (I bring my 5.5 inch heels—seriously, 5.5 inches) and the seamstress still needs to hem it a bit on the bottom. She also took it in on the sides.
That’s okay, though, right? Wrong. I notice (a week before my wedding and after all the final alterations) that they measured me wrong (BY THREE INCHES) originally. I call them and after them arguing that I was wearing 2-inch heels (?) and that was what threw the measurement off, they refunded me half the hallow to hem cost. I’m horrible at arguing so I gave in pretty easily.
Cut to the night before the wedding—all my best friends are hanging out in the room and we decide, for reasons that are hazy to me at this point, to look at the dress. As the dress is laying on the bed, something shiny catches my eye. Why, a little pin! A pin that looks remarkably like the pin the seamstress used to mark where she was going to hem the dress!
Wouldn’t you know we found about 15 more pins? It was never hemmed! So not only was the dress already too long, but they failed to hem it additionally.
Needless to say, my dress was not only a completely different length than I anticipated, they didn’t even finish the small alteration that would have helped with the length. Sad/angry face. Mostly angry at this point.
(Keep in mind, my wedding was perfect because I let myself ignore the dress issues and just enjoy the day.)
But, if these issues had happened to you, what would you ask of the salon?
(new life)
If I had an ounce of free time of my hands (can you tell I haven’t hardly posted in two weeks?) I would say that last weekend was filled with the best moments of my life (a fabulous dinner with my best friends the night before my wedding, standing in City Hall and reciting my vows to Ryan, looking around the table at dinner after the wedding at my old/new family eating and laughing and crying, receiving three copies of my wedding license in color and embossed and real) and I am so grateful for all the love I’ve shared and all the love I look forward to sharing in the future.
This tumblr might go on hiatus soon—only because I want to focus on soaking in every minute of these early days with Ryan. I want to remember every morning kiss and every text full of emojis from him. He just asked if we could frame a copy of our marriage license. This. Man.
Excuse me while I sob uncontrollably over here in my cube.
“People say a marriage is 50/50—not true. A marriage is always 80/20. If BOTH of you give 80% and only expect 20% back the marriage will last a life time.”
Um, our photographer posted a photo from our session today on their Facebook. I’m kind of dying a little bit. It captures our complete happiness so perfectly. Best life.
So this is my 2nd stitch fix box. It was so bad I’m considering eating the $20 dollar styling cost instead of buying something I really don’t like.
The dress is okay the more I look at it but it has a higher neckline in the front vs the back, has a weird stripe down the front, is baggy on me, and not to mention is completely see through. I’d have to wear a full body slip! So weird. $58.00.
The second shirt is also see through (and I realize that this is the trend now) but I really, really dislike see through things because I need to be able to wear all my clothes to work/work functions. I feel very uncomfortable if you can see my undershirt under whatever I’m wearing. Also, the print was dumb. $78.00.
As soon as I put this “blazer” on, Ryan said it was confused. Totally. It has shoulder pads because it’s actually more like sweater material. $128 for a sweater trying to pass itself off as a blazer?? No.
This shirt had four huge stripes of fabric and while it wasn’t awful I feel like this could be found in a thrift shop (it’s straight out of the seventies) for $4.00. Not $68.00.
I just received my Influenster SweetHeart VoxBox. I was excited because I always like to try new products but I’m always hesitant to make the plunge at the grocery or drugstore. I opened my box as soon as I got home from work for (obviously) I was hoping there would be a snack inside.
I was in luck! Skinnygirl One-the-Go bars. Mine was Dark Chocolate with Multi-grain Pretzel. I try to be conscious about what I put into my body because I actually find it really easy to eat healthy (like buying a pack of raw almonds instead of a bag of cheetos). I was a tad concerned when I looked at the ingredients (palm oil and cellulose gum stuck out), as well as the 2.5 grams of saturated fat) but I actually think they went though some trouble include some pretty good-for-you things too (organic rolled oats, organic brown rice syrup, and 7 grams of protein).
Overall, I found the bar to be a little too crunchy (I worried for my teeth’s sake a little bit) but the flavor was good if you’re looking to satisfy a sweet tooth in the afternoon, you might as well support Bethany while she continues her quest in geared-toward-women world take over.
Heart you, Bethanny.
