I am now picturing Erin's monogrammed towels "Hers" and "Also Hers" and "There is only Her" and "Who the Fuck do you think this belongs to?"
Anya ,'Dirty Girls'
Spike's Bitches 35: We Got a History
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
I am picturing strippers bringing towels to Erin: "Here you go, ma'am. I can take my clothes off if you like."
And then Erin says, "No, that's OK. Go get some more towels."
I always wanted a small, intimate wedding and a big, raging party on a whole different day to celebrate. I had a gorgeous Vera Wang wedding dress picked out many years ago (for someone to copy as I knew even then that I wasn't about to spend that kind of money on a dress I'd wear once). Funny how life turns out. Not that I'm upset - I'm happily MarriedButNot. It would have been nice to have some sort of celebration, though. Maybe a few of them towels Erin mentioned...
Kristin, my stepsister did the twilight-wedding-on-a-Hawaiian-beach thing for her second wedding, and according to her and her hub, it was perfect for them.
On further reflection, Erin will clearly need slightly-less fluffy towels for her adorers, worshippers and hopeful cabana boys.
Last load of the day in my dryer. I have lots more laundry, but no more will to get it clean.
If I ever got married, I would not elope, because I have gone to too many other weddings.
Oddly, this was also the reason I eloped.
I never thought about monograms, but at least now y'all know what I want on my towels if I ever would get married.
(He can use all the old towels.)
Despite the fact that my marriage ended after six years, I will never regret the wedding. It was perfect. Not huge (about 115 people I think), but personal and loving and filled with people I adored. [...] The entire experience was magical.
Yes, exactly this. Although the marriage is over, I still have the most amazing memories of the wedding itself. Everything about the day was perfect.
Well, except that I dumped a big plate of cavatelli with red sauce down the front of my dress. But even that seemed kind of funny at the time.
This is exactly the reason I would not have a white dress. Or cream, ivory, bisque, or any permutation of white. I can't even wear light colored pastels without dropping something dark or greasy on them.
I had a beautiful wedding, too. And it will always be precious to me because my father passed away less than a year later. I wish he could have lived longer, he would have adored Franny and Isaac. Although the blond hair... I'm not sure how he would have felt about the absurdly blond hair, but the boy he would have adored.