When that paper came to the store last week I was thrilled because up until then I had no paper plan. I had colors. And I had the fact that I don't want a big formal invitation. Last time I was home, I asked my parents what they thought about an invite that started with "Mr. and Mrs. ...invite you to the marriage of..." and my dad looked at me like I was crazy. "How about, 'Come to our great big party'?" he asked. Which was my thought exactly.
I am hooked on having a celebration. A celebration of love, and of family. The families that have raised us. Our families of friends. The small family that we will be starting together next April. We are the first of our close groups of friends to get married so in some ways we are starting a long chain of celebrations. The last thing I want is for it all to feel stuffy or cookie-cutter.
AND SO, for the paper plan (that's invites, save the dates, table cards, placecards, menus + programs) I am just going with things as I see them. Things that seem to achieve this strange wedding atmosphere I have created in my head. Sort of a strange way to pull it all together, but worst case, I'll end up with 150 extra orange envelopes. And obviously, you can never have enough of those.
In non-paper news, I tried on my wedding dress again yesterday. I had exchanged it for the same size but in a petite. I still love it. It looks the same but fits a little better and is shorter so I don't have to hold it up when I walk. I can't wait. Can't wait. We should just do a surprise wedding next weekend. We should, but we won't.
