I wouldn’t go so far as to say I was a reluctant wedding planner, but I wouldn’t go and say I dove in headfirst, either.
It was a means to an end. I was engaged and I needed to be married, and for that, there would need to be a wedding. So we picked a venue and set a date to look forward to, and one by one we knocked out all the little details that came marching along in the interim.
I wasn’t one of those girls who grew up dreaming of her wedding day, so I entered the planning game with no expectations and vowed (ha) to keep it no-frills. I set out with a long list of “don’t”s, most of which I pulled from the traditional lists of “do” s: no church, no religion, no anti-feminist rituals or language, and no regarding the day as the most important day of my life.
Along the way, I broke my own rules once or twice and started sweating the small stuff – a common trap for me when faced with creative decisions that can contain infinite levels of nuance if you allow them to. And a few times, I had to remind myself that I wasn’t competing to have the best wedding any of my guests (and frankly anyone ever) had ever attended.
But I more or less managed to keep my head about me while doing most of the work myself, and if I may say so, managed to pull off a pretty sweet event. And I even had just a little bit of fun in the process.
So, purely for the hell of it, I’ve decided to share with the world some of the highlights, lowlights, and meh-lights of my 13-ish-month wedding planning project. Now that the honeymoon is over, my designated period of bride-ly specialness is coming to a close, so blogging the planning phase will be a fun way for me to revisit it occasionally. Maybe it will even allow me to believe the lessons I learned are going to some use.
Details to be covered in future posts:
The venue
The dress
The wedding party
The rings
The honeymoon
The invitations
The music
…and more!
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