i put a spell on u
Good bun day.
It’s that time of year when the world falls in love, every song you hear seems to say “Merry Christmas”.
No extensions or make-up. My grossness in all it’s glory.
every girl, young or old, single or dating someone, all races and sexual orientations, dreams of getting married the way they want, not to mention to WHO they want.
As far as the who goes, I’m not worried about that. Life has a way of working things out the way they should be, so I know that will come way later down the line.
But as for the how, I do daydream about the way it would be. And for some odd reason, I get a few asks every now and again asking about what my dream wedding would be like. And I like talking about it, so here’s a text post about my dream wedding + honeymoon.
It would be outside, somewhere lush and green and alive, like it might rain any moment and you can actually feel the crispness and excitement of the day hanging in the air.
Big, white airy tents with tiny fairy lights strewn about for everyone to stand under, with fresh blueberry iced tea with lemon and mint in giant glass pitchers.
I’d have wooden benches for all the guests to sit on with fresh rosemary and lavender crowns for all the girls invited to wear and pretty piano and soft violin in the background.
I like simple. No glitter or flashy colors, no satin or rhinestones. My dress would be creamy white, shows my shoulders and has a decorative organdy lace back with tiny seed-pearl buttons. Flowing and long but snug around the waist and chest.
The centerpieces would be mason jars with wild English tea roses, light pink and ivory white, with ranunculus and peonies.
I’d want to dance to Ruby With the Eyes That Sparkle and I’ve Got You Under My Skin and So This Is Love.
I’d get deliciously buzzed off cold, crisp champagne and dance under huge, moon-like paper lanterns with candlelight and my friends and family all around.
I’d want to take a road trip for my wedding. We’d rent a luxury Airstream after flying to Las Vegas and spending the night at a fancy hotel. We’d make our way through Nevada on to Utah, hiking and swimming and staying in a few mountain resorts, going to spas and dinner at nighttime. We’d stargaze in Canyonlands, climb around the Landscape Arch and wander through downtown hand in hand and look at the galleries full of Southwestern art before staying one last night.
But truly, if I found a man I loved enough to marry and start a life with, none of this would matter. If I was in love enough to take another man’s last name, we could get married at a courthouse without telling a soul and spend the rest of the afternoon at the beach for our honeymoon and I’d be just as content.
12/1/13 – selfie
When you reach that level of comfortability in your relationship and you’re just laying around watching tv like
U BET UR SWEET TITS I BOUGHT IT
Don’t make me get outta beeeeddd.
Gots to be corny when you find a cute gazebo to be under.
Oh, my love.
Going up north for thanksgiving to meet boyfriend’s family! Yay! Even though this train ride is so ridiculously long, I’m still having a ball.
Unedited selfies. Don’t post these often.
Just some fun w/ black & white.