Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Tassle Earrings

In today's crap-qual-cell-phone-picture I am wearing these fantabulous earrings that my gorgeous and talented sister made for me. She used this tutorial from P.S. I Made This. She made mine slightly smaller and lighter than the original posting and I think they are totally rad.

Monday, June 20, 2011

Nora's Stars

I think today is a good day to read Nora's Stars to myself. Because I would like a plum tree and a turtle and all the stars in my duvet. Maybe a stuffed rabbit too.

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Now Playing

Last week we were both under the weather and its rained a lot and I was at work about twice as much as normal and we had my gorgeous friend Nina and her boyfriend to stay. Since Thursday we've been chilling out and working that Netflix membership. Hiding out and and watching movies. Yes please.
I lalalaloved Adam with Hugh Dancy and Rose Byrne. It's a romcom about a young man with Asperger's Syndrome and his upstairs neighbor and it's lovely.

We've also been on kind of a health food kick (Dear Annemarie Colbin: you have ruined my life) so we watched King Corn which was good but just kind of reinforced my confusion about what I should eat. And I don't think I learned anything (given that we've already seen Supersize Me and Food Inc and read the appropriate literature).

This weekend we went to see Super 8 which we really liked. That sort of magical Steven Spielberg brand of Americana is fantabulous.

Friday, June 17, 2011

Happy Friday

Roger and Cat say hello. They say new jobs and visitors are a wee bit crazy.

Wednesday, June 15, 2011

Things Recently Acquired

1. 3 new pairs of suede heels (thank you Bloomingdales clearance rack and J. Crew sample sale)
2. A completed shawl, knitted (for the last four months) and blocked last night
3. A new ikat bag
4. A graduate school acceptance
5. A new zip code

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Designer, Graphic

So. I hated my job. Like really hated. So I asked for a better job. A job I had no business having. A job that I assumed someone would realize I was unqualified for. But they didn't. They gave me a job handling website management and graphic design and publicity and marketing all by myself for an entire department with over 3 thousand student participants. Which feels like a big deal. So I'm looking for laptop cases for my very funky new work laptop with very scary software I don't know how to use. And I feel like I have to start washing my face before I come to work. Graphic Designers probably do stuff like that. We'll see.

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

What Is a Wedding?

I planned for months, I documented a hundred different flower options and picked the best one, I crafted like a loon and did marriage preperation. I was a very practical bride, a very conscious bride, I spend money in ways that felt good for my soul and I made things. A lot of things. I tried not to get mad at anyone. I never expected perfection, I had been told it wasn’t attainable. I read everyone’s blog and was expecting post wedding let down. None of this prepared me for the wedding.

Our wedding was perfect. Everyone told me something would go wrong but it didn’t. Everyone looked gorgeous (if, in the case of the bride, a bit cherubic), there was plenty to drink, my brother’s band played and my uncle danced around like a lunatic in his kilt. There were moments that felt like magic; my sisters and friends and David and his friends and me all in with our arms around each other swaying to Sufjan Steven’s Decatur. But it also felt like a tearing, a ripping. Our wedding and the reception felt raw, and wrenched and exacty like you might have thought becoming a new person would feel. Like scenes of poor Dr. Jekyll being pulled into Mr. Hyde, like the Hulk transforming, like growing a second head or teething. I felt like I had been hit by a bus. I cried during my dad’s speech because I was sad, devastated and sad. I also literally jumped for joy and giggled at people but the wedding felt weird and scary. At the hotel that night, I cried myself to sleep. I adore marriage, adore David, adore our baby family. The wedding though, that’s something different.

I have suspected since the wedding that David and I are the only people who felt the way we did. What a wedding means to me, what my wedding meant to me, was a safe space to start this really big change. It was scary and jarring and really intense but we had all the people we loved the most around us. My sisters and cousins and best friends drank and sang and gave me the hugest hugs and everyone was sweet and kind and the room was beautiful and the food was good and the sweet and sour mix David and I stayed up until 1 am making the week before our wedding was worth every drop of delish. And my mummie looked gorgeous and David was handsome (and if you are going to yoke yourself beside someone else forever you want them to be handsome at the moment of yoking). For me, a wedding is a lovely space of happiness with wonderful people in which do to start a marriage, which is not always easy, not always simple, and sometimes is a bit scary. A drink or two never hurt either.