Ok, I don't know anything about weddings, but I do know plenty about crack.
Wedding planners have expensive taste...they're probably on the powder, not the rock.
Still crazy, less jail time.
IJS.
(This is why I heard "Gangsta's Paradise" and thought "processional?"
Because it's So Not Gonna Happen. Nobody will ever feel their life isn't complete without me. Probably because of things like that!)
Mom gets sad when I say that, but she'll be happy I'm not thinking of "It's The End of The World..." anymore.
She'd love Coolio in comparison.
Would you believe my stepmonster wanted to make me a debutante?
No, but I'm okay with that.
I
t heart
erika.
That reminds me of that guy, was it a Baldwin?, who was on the radio after a stint in rehab saying "I never smoked crack, I freebased cocaine" because, of course, that's better.
maybe he cooked with a silver spoon or something.
We're all very impressed.
My favorite thing about that David Simon article in The New Yorker was that he put Fran Boyd's nuptials in the Vows section in NYT.
And a lovely writeup it is: [link]
This is why I heard "Gangsta's Paradise" and thought "processional?"
When my mom married my stepdad, she walked down the aisle to the Pogues. On purpose.
Or maybe it was Black 47. But you get the idea.
Pogues? What Pogues?
(signed, hopeless pathetic fangirl)
seriously - there are some great dresses out there for $150.
The hands down winner for wedding dress of all the weddings I've officiated came from Hecht's discount rack for $110 4 years ago.
And the best bridesmaid dresses have been self-chosen, as long as they fit in the color scheme provided, numbers.
Which leads me to think the trick to being beautiful is sovereignty. What looks good on you, regardless of price tag, is what looks good.
So, this is what happens to presents you buy Suzi: [link]
Hey, twas the kindest thing I could do. DH wanted me to tie it to the back of my van.
