Taylor: April 2008 Archives

Being a bridesmaid can be a bum deal. It can be depressing, embarrassing, emotional and, worst of all, expensive.

I've been there approximately 5,932,082,278,939,478 times. Because of that, I thought I'd be a pretty reasonable bride -- you know, inexpensive dresses, no major demands.

But I thought wrong.

I am butt-crazy obsessed with feet, people.

So shoe me.

>> Continue reading: Picky bride? So shoe me.

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I did it. I sent out my wedding invitations, and it was horrifying.

It's not, per se, the actual wedding that's horrifying. I mean, there are plenty of scary things about it: the cost, guest lists, my consistent inability to shrink my posterior... but none of those were on my mind when I pulled up to the menacing, blue metal box at the post office.

It was the finality of it.

>> Continue reading: Me vs. the blue metal mailbox

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There's good clean fun, and then there's this:

Wedding Belles was among hundreds of Houston brides who tore through two specially-made, 100-foot-long French vanilla wedding cakes at the Bridal Symposium Saturday.

Though this blogger would've rather eaten her way through it, I got dirty with the rest of the brides-to-be, sloshing through piles of frosting, searching for prizes.

>> Continue reading: Getting dirty at the cake dive

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