Most women start planning their wedding while they are still little girls. Perhaps it’s Disney’s fault in giving us stories of princesses… but I think it may just be a hardwired desire in us.
I can’t remember planning my wedding as a child and now as an adult, I don’t have that ache. My mom and sister like to append that thought with a “yet” and a “just wait until you meet the right man.” We’ll see mom and sis, we’ll see…
Last week I received an e-mail from my mom inviting me to a Bravo Wedding event held at Embassy Suites Downtown. Part of her job includes facilitating weddings and special events and she wanted a buddy to tag along. She sold me with promises of cupcakes and champagne.
We walked into the event, handed over our tickets and after our names were checked off / badges given, I received the warmest welcome from the hostess.
“WHEN IS THE DATE?”
“WRITE IT DOWN ON THE FRONT!”
She continues talking about the brochures she keeps handing over and I look down at my badge
I looked over at my moms badge
I gasp with a “What am I suppose to write?” which my mom replies laughing Fall 2011.
What have I gotten myself into?
I then spent the next two hours eating cupcakes, drinking champagne… AND talking about my Fall 2011 wedding. Apparently I have a fabulous fiance, planning for an October wedding with intimate reception, my colors are unknown, my venue is unknown, my caterer is uknown, my photographer IS known, I don’t have a dress, I have a maid of honor, I have a beautiful ring (thanks for the props mom), and yes I am quite stressing since I am so late on planning but we are madly in love and isn’t that what matters?
Brides all over Portland had a wonderful day planning their wedding at Embassy Suites. I, on the other hand, was a nervous wreck thanks to my mom’s silly idea to turn her not-ready-to-commit-daughter into a bride.
The day recapped by twitter…