Sunday, September 27, 2009

Images with Words

... because a picture is worth a thousand words and sometimes a picture with words is just priceless.






Saturday, September 19, 2009

Closet Girly Girl

Anybody who knows me knows that I hate anything overtly girly—especially pinks, pastels, and frills. There is one stereotypically girly thing that I have grown to adore and that’s flowers. Especially paper flowers, plastic ring flowers, fabric flowers … ugh, so bee-you-tee-ful. In my daily etsy email I came across a designer named FancifulForm. Her handmade floral creations are simply breathtaking. I love the Indian-inspired lotus. The lotus is India’s national flower and a symbol of growth and enlightenment. I also adore the mustard yellow rose ring. I have lots of little rose-inspired jewels (mostly plastic from Forever 21) but none as gorgeous as this one.

I picture one of these white lotus flowers on a brightly colored Indian table linen surrounded by tea lights on the table … ugh … so beautiful I can’t stand it! Oh, I also picture one of those rings (and necklaces) delicately draped on me. I swear, if I could register on Etsy I would.



Thursday, September 17, 2009

Pretty Pretty Paper

There are a few places that I must visit every time I go to Bombay: the Sea Lounge, the coffee shop at the Taj Mahal hotel, Copper Chimney (best kabobs and naan in India), and Chiminlals, the paper store. Indians are world-renowned for their beautiful handicrafts and one of our specialties is handmade paper. From notepaper to wrapping paper and chocolate boxes to tissue boxes, Chiminlalas is a one-stop stationary shop. (And the prices! If you convert, it’s just an embarrassment—so cheap!) Unfortunately, you can’t order Chiminlal’s products online in the USA. Fortunately, I stumbled across Indkia Imports, an online boutique that carries the same high-quality high-beauty products available in the USA. Hurray!

While I am still figuring out how and where I’ll include pretty Indian paper on our big day, I know this is one Indian tradition I won’t forget.



Sunday, September 13, 2009

Faboo Fabric Flowers

I am obsessed with this flower garland from Dolci Odille. The art gallery we are getting married at (did I mention yet that we are getting married at a gallery?!) has high ceilings with structures made to hang stuff from. I’ve been racking my (and my creative friends) brains for what to do with the ceiling space. These fabric flowers and draping fabric are one of my favorite ideas so far. We could use some Indo-fabric and make it gorge. I LOVE!






Thursday, September 3, 2009

Here Comes the Nightmares

I don’t really feel very stressed out about my wedding. To be honest, I barely even think about it (ironic, I know considering I have a wedding blog). However, last night I had a horrific nightmare about my wedding. I woke up in a cold sweat thanking the good old lordy that I was merely dreaming.

I don’t remember every detail of my ’mare clearly, but I do remember a few standout terrifying moments:

  • Me being clinically obese to the point where I no longer fit in my white gown. (Weird because I don’t plan on wearing a white gown.) I ended up looking like a stuffed, sweaty sausage rolling down the aisle—not a flattering image.
  • My groom showing up drenched in water and perspiration wearing cargo shorts and a blue and yellow striped polo shirt. His excuse was that he was attacked my some sort of water-something on his way to the ceremony.
  • The venue looked disastrous. The flower arrangements I chose were heinous and there were florescent colors everywhere and I was royally devastated.
Clearly this means I have some repressed psychological stress issues to deal with it before the big day comes along. I think the reason I tend not to think about the wedding is because it’s just to goddamn overwhelming. There are so many people to please, so many decisions to make, and I just don’t know where (or how) to truly begin.
At least we have picked all the vendors and in that sense are completely ready. However, I just heard from a friend who went to a friends destination wedding about two hours away and they said it was amazing and gorgeous … it made me re-think the whole urban San Francisco art gallery eco-chic minimalist Indian-inspired thing we had going ...
AHHHH. Ok, now I am going to watch Top Chef, sleep, and deal with this wedding insanity another day (and post pretty pictures for you to admire in the meantime).