Here are some ideas that make me swoon...
Make Your Own Sundae Station:
Escort Cards on a Clothesline:
No-Fuss Bridesmaid Bouquets:
Lemonade Stand:
Dressed-Up Barn:
Thoughts?
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9.23.2009
Random Inspiration
Okay. I am absolutely aware that we have to think about the major aspects of our wedding first: caterer, photographer, and so on. All the while, I can't help but browse inspiration pictures to start planning the little details, as well. After all, the proof is in the pudding. I am not sure that saying really applies. At all.
Here are some ideas that make me swoon...
Make Your Own Sundae Station:
Escort Cards on a Clothesline:
No-Fuss Bridesmaid Bouquets:
Lemonade Stand:
Dressed-Up Barn:
Thoughts?
bonafidebride
Here are some ideas that make me swoon...
Make Your Own Sundae Station:
Escort Cards on a Clothesline:
No-Fuss Bridesmaid Bouquets:
Lemonade Stand:
Dressed-Up Barn:
Thoughts?
bonafidebride
9.20.2009
Wedding Shoes + Sale = ♥
What's better than finding amazing wedding shoes? Finding them on sale. For anyone who hasn't heard, Piperlime.com is at a generous 12% cashback when you go through ebates.com. Plus, when you open Piperlime through your ebates browser, you can apply the code 'EBATES20' for an extra 20% off any shoe or handbag purchase of $200 or more. 20% off immediately, plus 12% cash back at the end of the quarter... fabulous. Also, consider giving your bridesmaids the 20% off by placing a group order for their shoes on Piperlime.
I absolutely adore these Kate Spades:
And these, with a lower heel:
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I absolutely adore these Kate Spades:
And these, with a lower heel:
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9.18.2009
Our Wedding Farm in the Armpit of America
Ladies and gentlemen, it's official... we have a venue. Our dream was to find a quaint New England-style farm, here in the heart of New Jersey. Now if you know New Jersey, you know that this is like finding a diamond in a landfill. But we did it. And guess who found it? My fiance. No, not I, the wedding planner with years of experience. This is why I am marrying him. Because he is basically awesome.
The farm we (he) found is town property, about half an hour north of us. It used to belong to this lady, Laura Harding, who was very well-to-do. She performed in off-Broadway musicals back in the 40's, and her best friend, Katharine Hepburn (yes, THE Katharine Hepburn), had her own wing in the farmhouse on the property. The Hepburn bedroom is being renovated and will be the bridal dressing room by the time we get married there. How cool is that?!
If you don't know who Katharine Hepburn is, read and learn.
Okay, so enough talk... wanna see pictures? (Eeee!)
The entrance to the farm:
The Gray Star Barn (ceremony location):
A better view of why they call it the Gray Star Barn:
The Red Barn (cocktail hour location):
The field in back (reception tent location):
A sneak peek inside the gray (ceremony) barn:
A peek into the red (cocktail hour) barn:
I am so excited!
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The farm we (he) found is town property, about half an hour north of us. It used to belong to this lady, Laura Harding, who was very well-to-do. She performed in off-Broadway musicals back in the 40's, and her best friend, Katharine Hepburn (yes, THE Katharine Hepburn), had her own wing in the farmhouse on the property. The Hepburn bedroom is being renovated and will be the bridal dressing room by the time we get married there. How cool is that?!
If you don't know who Katharine Hepburn is, read and learn.
Okay, so enough talk... wanna see pictures? (Eeee!)
The entrance to the farm:
The Gray Star Barn (ceremony location):
A better view of why they call it the Gray Star Barn:
The Red Barn (cocktail hour location):
The field in back (reception tent location):
A sneak peek inside the gray (ceremony) barn:
A peek into the red (cocktail hour) barn:
I am so excited!
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10.10.10
Although the title of this entry may seem like an attempt at binary code, it is actually our wedding date. We didn't even mean to have such a cool wedding date, it just sort of happened. We knew we wanted our wedding on Columbus Day Weekend, since we will have quite a few out-of-towners, and having that extra travel day helps. We also wanted to have our wedding on that Sunday night, to keep costs down. So there you have it: October 10, 2010 it is. How neat is that? And who says 'neat' anymore, really?
10.10.10
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10.10.10
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9.17.2009
"Hi, my name is $$$."
For years now, my involvement in the wedding industry has been as a wedding planner, working miracles behind the scenes to make every bridezilla and momzilla happy, as much as I hated to do so, so that their unrealistic image of what The Big Day was supposed to be, really was.
I have driven double the speed limit to get my client the expensive bottle of champagne that was absentmindedly left in the hotel room, all so that she could have a sip (or ten) to calm her nerves before she walked down the aisle. I have had a bouquet of 'dead' flowers thrown in my face, as a hint to have them redone by the florist downstairs (the flowers were gorgeous, by the way, and the only dead thing in the room was probably the bride's soul). I have been at the beck and call of almost every undeserving, ungracious, but highly-paying beotch of a bride to ever say "I Do" in the Garden State.
Now, after my marvelous and (to me) perfect fiance has proposed(!), I am on the other side of the looking glass. A bride-to-be. It sounds so official, and it actually is. Once a colleague to the wedding professionals, I am now the target of every photographer's, band's, and wedding planner's (no kidding) dinnertime sales calls. I am no longer viewed as a resource, but as dollar signs. $$$. Prince changed his name to a symbol, and I might as well, too. $$$. I think it could work.
Anyway, I am writing this blog not as a wedding planner, but as a bride. This is my earnest attempt to put myself in my clients' shoes, to understand the decisions, the stress, everything. Only I hope to handle it a bit more... graciously. This blog, appropriately named BonaFideBride, is an attempt to journal my real experiences in this wonderful stage of my life. Here's to looking at things a whole new way.
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I have driven double the speed limit to get my client the expensive bottle of champagne that was absentmindedly left in the hotel room, all so that she could have a sip (or ten) to calm her nerves before she walked down the aisle. I have had a bouquet of 'dead' flowers thrown in my face, as a hint to have them redone by the florist downstairs (the flowers were gorgeous, by the way, and the only dead thing in the room was probably the bride's soul). I have been at the beck and call of almost every undeserving, ungracious, but highly-paying beotch of a bride to ever say "I Do" in the Garden State.
Now, after my marvelous and (to me) perfect fiance has proposed(!), I am on the other side of the looking glass. A bride-to-be. It sounds so official, and it actually is. Once a colleague to the wedding professionals, I am now the target of every photographer's, band's, and wedding planner's (no kidding) dinnertime sales calls. I am no longer viewed as a resource, but as dollar signs. $$$. Prince changed his name to a symbol, and I might as well, too. $$$. I think it could work.
Anyway, I am writing this blog not as a wedding planner, but as a bride. This is my earnest attempt to put myself in my clients' shoes, to understand the decisions, the stress, everything. Only I hope to handle it a bit more... graciously. This blog, appropriately named BonaFideBride, is an attempt to journal my real experiences in this wonderful stage of my life. Here's to looking at things a whole new way.
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