Tiny Things and Big Things too

I am hiding from the blogosphere right now. I'm looking for a job and struggling a bit and hiding. So here the World's Eentsiest Stop Action Movie for you.

I bought said boots. I pray that I get them in time for homecoming and furthermore I pray they fit.

Now it's late and I want to go home.

A Brief Aside

I am not one of those cool girls who never wanted to wear a white dress and didn't think about weddings. This is the evidence. I wore this for a whole year.

P.S. Dear Four-Year-Old-Hannah: I want yo shoes. Love, Twenty-Four-Year-Old-Hannah

This Morning

I was so hungover I was crying. Finally I dragged myself out of bed to prevent Daveroo from trying to feed me something awful like egg whites and spinach and I fried mushrooms, bacon, bread and egg and drank an entire pot of tea. Then I was healed. I know you were wondering.

I took a better picture of breakfast but you could actually see the fat glistening on every mouthful and I didn't want to share that with you so graphically.

For Fall, With Boots and Tights

A, B, C, D All from the J. Crew Factory thing that's going on this weekend.

Autumn

I feel like fall but no one told North Carolina, it's still hot. Still muggy. I still have to run the window unit air conditioner all night long. Uncool. I have been looking forward to wearing this coat that I found in my family's (big theatre nerds all) costume box this summer and claimed as my own. I am also looking longingly at this. And wishing it were 1989 in New York and cold and crisp and crunchy and that big hair was cool and that I worked at an imaginary publishing company and wore big glasses and that Mary was Carrie Fisher and that David was much shorter and balding. I'm eccentric. Leave me alone.

Just In Case

Anyone was wondering what I would like for Christmas, it would be this. I would also like it with a white saphire. Because those are yummy too. Yum yum yum. By Kate Szabone who made my engagement ring.

White Wedding

I tried on 12 dresses and cried in two fitting rooms (I mean you Banana Republic) and finally found this which fit so I bought it. It's white and not my wedding but I figure with black shoes and a black cardigan I will be groovy. What do you think about wearing white to someone else's wedding?

Let Them Eat

The cake came from our friendly neighborhood farmer's market cupcake lady. She made the cake, dropped it off with Meghan-the-day-of-coordinator and then at the last minute we decided that my little tiny peg people should go on the regular cake. Because I'm crafty darn it. Crafty. She also arranged some extra flowers around it. My youngest sister at it for breakfast every day for a week after the wedding. It was so unbelievably delicious. I remember reading somewhere on APW about a couple who served cake to everyone and we hadn't really thought about who was going to serve the cake so I ended up doing it. Which gave me a chance to speak to everyone who wanted cake and made me feel like a real hostess, I loved it. I also managed to resist feeding David cake. Which. I. Did. Not. Want. To. Do.

Feeding cake to my sister-in-law, which I did want to do. Please ignore my double chin.

If anyone in Western or Central Maryland or South Central PA wants a fantastic farmers market cake tasting like magic, shoot me an email and I will hook you up. I have all the hook-ups.

All photos by Shaun Yasaki

Snap Dragons and Lavender

Way back in the pre-engaged engaged phase where we were getting married but he hadn't asked and I was scouring the interwebs looking for beautiful things I decided that if Meg and Peonies could do their own flowers than so could I. I found a DC area floral warehouse, ordered online and Friday morning Dad and my sister Jessie (yeah, I have three sisters, and a brother, there are a lot of us floating around) went to pick them all. My favourite flowers are snapdragons and I basically took the two colours of snapdragons that the warehouse had and then picked six other things in basically the same colours, a tiny bit of greenery and some berries and that was that.

I had been saving jars upon jars to pour the candles into and we used the rest for the centerpieces. None of them looked the same and we all just kind of went for it. People advised me to do a test run but I was poor and lazy (and still am) so I just decided to go for it when the flowers arrived and we did.

Gorgeous bridesmaids and sister put together flower arrangements

We arranged all the flowers in buckets and cookers and two of my bridesmaids, my Oldest-and-Best-Friend who DIYed her flowers in December and my sisters and I went to town. We made our own bouquets just sort of gathering them up and handing them off and that veteran friend wrapped the bouquets with floral tape and navy ribbon (something blue!)

Littlest sister rocks the hell out of flower arrangements

Maid of honor turned out to be florist extraordinaire

Now for the specifics: I kept looking for these when I was planning and I couldn't really find much. I had 400 stems, and spent less than $500 and we had SO many flowers. There were six bridesmaids bouquets, my bouquet, two little flower girl bouquets, twenty-table arrangements, four alter arrangements and heaps and heaps left over. We filled every vase in my parents house and there were flowers everywhere. It took a lot longer than I might have anticipated, there were seven of us and it took several hours to sort everything out. And the mess. There was a really big mess. My dad got the job of carrying all the stems and leaves to the compost bin.