Ok, crazy awesome wedding approaching at warp speed, however before we get into it, I must – MUST – relay a little anecdote from Thursday, if you don’t mind…
So, yesterday, while he was perusing the feedback on Rhi’s amazeballs guest post (y’all are so freakin’ supportive of each other! it’s bonkers!), Honey happened to notice a link nestled inside one of our newer commentor’s (thanks for the awesome comment, Katy!) comments. He was intrigued. Upon clicking the link, he was scooted up up and away over to the Urban Outfitters site where, much to his delight, he found a little tiny mug with a little tiny frenchie on it. We spoke. He mentioned it to me on the phone. Did I think it was adorbs, too? OF COURSE I DID. However.
I had no plans of buying it for myself. Why? Well, my Mom has a splendid collection of mugs that she did NOT lift from coffee shops throughout her youth, so I’m on mug overload over here, thank you very much. Though, Katy, I definitely did think it was the cutest thing ever. The only problem, really, is that, living in nyc, we have about 3 square feet of cupboard space – HAA, you think I’m kidding – so more mugs=we need to find a new apartment with more storage. Anywho, as I was saying…
Honey was shocked – shocked! – that I wasn’t obsessively smitten with it, enough to make it my own. I explained to him that I don’t really need another mug, and that it doesn’t look enough like Bam to warrant the purchase anyway. The one on the cup’s got a black eye; Bambino McPuppyPants – seen below – is, essentially, albino, save for that unfortunately placed little moustache…
“This, from a girl who desperately wants me to buy her a Whore teacup.”
Ok let me explain. Lots of you might remember back when I tweeted this Whore teacup, of unknown origins (if you know where it’s from, tell me, please), on Le Twit. Well, I really, really, really, REALLY want it. Why? Oh I dunno know, who cares why. I just think it’s perfect, and quite simply I need to own it. I let Honey know, and I also added that I would like him to buy it for me. Fast-forward .3 seconds later when he says “absolutely not, I will not be the person who buys you a whore teacup, you must be kidding.” A couple of conversations later, when I brought it up again, he adds to argument, (this was the winning part of his argument, that got me to STFU):
“Alison. Just IMAGINE the scenarios that could come of this. Your Mom comes over, says, ‘oh sweetie, this is – special – umm, who got this for you my darling?’ What do you tell her? You tell her that I got it for you. What comes after that? Nothing. It doesn’t matter, because now I’m the person who got your mother’s daughter a WHORE TEACUP.”
… I simply will not allow this to happen.”
And you know what, guys? I think he’s right this time. I really do. I can admit defeat when it’s decided to smack me in the face. I’m not too proud for that.
So anyway who’s gonna get me that whore teacup? Honey’s out.
Okely dokely, I’d like to move swiftly along here because the fabulous Jessica Zais has submitted something super special for our eyes today, and OMGODTHISWEDDINGISBANAYNAY.
Here’s the rundown from our GORGEOUS bride, Ellisa:
Our wedding was a combination of the things that I love and Prokopi loves. For me that’s outdoor spaces, homemade touches, and as little tradition as possible. For Prokopi, it’s as many people as possible, music that captures a mood, and Greek family traditions.
We didn’t have a wedding planner; my Maid of Honour Jillian, my mother, and I orchestrated everything. Engagement to wedding was only 6 months (at my doing), so we were busy. Jillian and I were addicted to pinterest (http://pinterest.com/ekcalder/wedding-ideas/) as we compiled ideas for the day. There was never an overarching vision or colour or flower or photo; but a happy pot of ideas constantly stirring. We spent a lot of time together drinking wine, crafting, and laughing. We (including other bridesmaids and my family) made all of the decorations, designed all of the stationary, arranged all of the flowers, completely decorated the reception tent (including setting the tables), and handmade every truffle favour. I also refused to use a label on anything so every bit of personalized stationary was hand-written.
I won’t walk you through every detail or every person that lent a hand (let’s be honest, the photos are the best part). But here are some of my favourite moments from wedding day conception to reception:
- Molding wood veneer, ribbon and twine around 200+ vases with Jillian on my rooftop patio on a sunny spring afternoon.
- Cutting 40 meters of fabric into 1 inch strips to make the most lovely streamers I have ever seen.
- Collecting 15 buckets of wild flowers and wild shrubbery a few days before the wedding from the hillsides on my family’s farm.
- Spending the day before the wedding with my closest friends decorating the reception tent (including hanging every single item from the ceiling from the top of a 15 foot ladder).
- Making the bouquets and boutonnieres for everyone the morning of the wedding. It was so sunny and quiet at my parent’s farmhouse that morning; it was the most tranquil part of my day.
- My bun. It is so me.
- The entire wedding day being spent on my family’s farm (for photos) and my family’s golf course (for the wedding). These places are where I grew up and it felt unbelievably special to be surrounded by old memories all day
- The escort cards and the place cards. My Grandma hand wrote every one of them the day before the wedding.
- My Maid of Honour’s speech: eloquent, genuine, funny and felicitous.
- The Greek dancing. It is such a joyous expression of the Greek culture and it really makes its participants feel like family.
Looking through the photos and knowing that I was a part of every decision and that my hands touched every item that was a part of the wedding is all at once overwhelmingly exhausting, exhilarting, and satisfying. The knowledge that it was my best friends, my husband, and my family that bound together to do whatever was necessary to bring the day to it’s striking conclusion is touching beyond words. It really is the togetherness (from engagement to wedding weekend conclusion) that is the best part.
Personally, I am SUCH a fan of guests who wear color. It also happens to be the best way to pretty much guarantee making it into the wedding photos. Just so you know. :)
… Omigod it’s happening already. Look. Look who just made it into Ellisa & Prokopi’s feature, solely based on how perfectly they’re dressed…?
I’m a sucker for a well put together couple. I admit it.
On a final note, next time some television news crew asks you if you’d like to be interviewed on camera… ask them what the topic is first.
This could happen to you. I’m sure his friends totally didn’t give him a hard time about that.
Ok, SO! What do you think of this supercalifragalisticexpealadocious wedding, y’all? And who else has a full-fledged addiction to Pinterest? I’ll be the first to admit it. That ish is TAKING OVER MY LIFE.
xoxo! – Alison
Phoography: Jessica Zais / Submitted via Two Bright Lights / Dress: Val Stefani from Bisou Bridal, Vancouver / Bridesmaids dresses: Anthropologie / Hair: Judy Clayton, Shapers / Make-up: Melissa Craven / Bride’s jewelry: heirloom Starburst pin (worn as a necklace); earrings custom-made to match by Alfonso Agarrabeitia / Engagement ring and Groom’s wedding band: custom-made by Alfonso Agarrabeitia / Bride’s wedding band: Mother’s wedding band / Bride’s shoes: Toms (for wedding portraits) and Kate Spade heels / Venue: Sunset Ranch, Kelowna, BC / Marriage Commissioner: Airlie Pinkerton / Decorations: DIY- Made by Ellisa and the maid of honour (Jillian Povarchook) / Cake: Sweet Art Cakes / DJ: Larry Gray / Catering: Sunset Ranch G&CC / Stationery: Designed by Ellisa and maid of honour; setting and printing done by Vignettes Studio / Flowers/bouquets: Ellisa harvested all of the wildflowers and greenery off of the hillsides on the family farm a few days before the wedding and arranged them herself.