TAKE IT FROM DR. SEUSS…

TAKE IT FROM DR. SEUSS…

 

 

 

How did it get so late so soon?

It’s night before it’s afternoon.

December is here before it’s June.

My goodness how the time has flewn.

How did it get so late so soon? 

 

You may think that there are 24 hours in every day.  But I assure you that there are not.  As you prepare for an event like oh, say a wedding, you will notice that each day is a little shorter than the one before it.  And as you get closer and closer to that momentous occasion, each day has fewer and fewer hours until…well, until there just isn’t any time left to do all those things you were going to do months and months ago!

 

As Big Kahuna Mama (aka Mother of the Bride), one of the things you did do months ago was order wedding invitations, right?  Or maybe you ordered them weeks ago?  After all, you don’t send them out until 6-8 weeks before the big day.  And at the most, it takes the stationery department only a couple of weeks or so to receive the order.  You knew, of course, that finding the wedding gown was far more important than looking for the invitations because the dress takes several months for the bridal shop to get, and that’s after your daughter has taken several  months to decide which five are finalists.   Then there were all those other decisions to make.  The invitations may have easily dropped fifty checkboxes on the to-do list.

 

IF you haven’t ordered yet, and if you are still in the period of actual 24-hour days, I’d like to share a short game plan that could save you a bridalveilful of dollars.  It begins by telling your daughter she’s grounded for the weekend.  (Doesn’t that sound like a fun thing to say?)  Suggest that she may obtain early release by doing a serious online search for that special wedding invitation.   It shouldn’t take long before she’s bouncing from site to site, speed-scrolling the catalogues, and finding her frontrunners sooner than it would take to button up a satin gown.  Once she shows you her selections, call the manufacturer of each card (not the online retailer), and ask the name of retail stores in your local area who sell their line.  Then take your daughter to the nearest stores to see the actual invitations.  With the field narrowed before you walk in the door, she’s prepared to make a final decision on the invitation and applicable options.

 

Now your real fun begins when you go home and start to comparison shop that same invitation online.  You will be amazed at the difference in prices, discounts, and deals you will find among online retailers, as well as free shipping in many cases, and no tax if the company is outside of Texas.  I saved enough on my daughter’s invitation to treat myself to one whole 24-hour day away from wedding planning. (Sigh!)  When you come back from your own 24-hour break, let’s chat about those wedding gowns!  But in the meantime, take it from Dr. Seuss:

 

Will you succeed?
Yes you will indeed!
(98 and 3/4 percent guaranteed.)

Black, White, and Manners All Over

Black, white, and a punch of color.  Brides are replacing the previous color trend of chocolate against Tiffany blue, fuschia, lime green, (insert appropriate color here), etc.  It’s all about the black, white, and unexpected drama.  I’ve seen black and white gingham complemented by red roses, black and white toile tied with aqua ribbons, black and white paisley coupled with lemons.  The interrupted monochrome is an exciting and bold statement.  Formality is immediately brought to the event, pumping up the dressy factor easily.  While guests used to shy away from wearing the faux pas black garments to a wedding, it is now a safe bet to wear a black cocktail dress (Note picture of me, Heather, and Liz at Becca’s wedding on July 26^th!)  It is becoming an ever-more popular trend to have bridesmaids in black dresses, a striking contrast to the bride’s gown.  This versatile and customized color scheme can be made appropriate for a wedding in any season.  Think cranberry and orange for fall, midnight blue or hunter green in winter, any pink or green in spring and citrus colors for summer. 

Hands down, the fun part of wedding-planning is deciding on colors, attire, music, and favors.  However,  I will never be able to stress enough how important wedding etiquette is during this time.  Remember that etiquette is not a bunch of silly, out-dated “rules” that people used to comply for no reason.  It is actually a considerate way to let others know what kind of behavior/response/action is appropriate for any occasion.  For example, you send a thank you note upon receiving any gift or gesture not only to express gratitude, but to let the giver know you RECEIVED said gift!  Wedding etiquette is not typically ingrained into most people’s lives until they or someone close to them gets married.  Don’t be shy at this point.  Go to the bookstore or library and load up on books!  If you’re reading this blog, you’re probably somewhat internet search engine savvy, and so I recommend this site:

http://www.emilypost.com/weddings/weddings.htm

While you may want to cringe to discover that you’ve actually, unbeknownst to you, insulted the hosts of a wedding (“You mean I wasn’t supposed call up the bride and threaten to not attend a wedding because my 13-year old son wasn’t invited?!), don’t panic.  The answer is, of course, no.  The important thing is that it’s never too late to become a well-mannered, gracious person.  Emily Post’s web site is particularly helpful because of the scope of information.  Browse the site to find out the best way to write appropriate and thoughtful thank you notes or what to do if you’re a clueless bridesmaid.  While that web site is my favorite, there are tons and tons out there.  Google “parents of the groom wedding responsibilities” if that’s your function, and go from there! 

Good luck and happy wedding planning! 

 

A Special Guest Blogger!

DON’T MESS WITH THE BRIDE’S MOTHER!

 

♪ ♪ Here comes ♫ the bride… Oh, wait, I forgot.  I’m not the bride.  I’m the bride’s mother!   

Well, I was just reminiscing about the glory days, that’s all!

 

Hmmm, glory days, maybe; but also very stressful, those days of marriage preparation.  Now that I recall them more clearly, I remember a panicked plea to my fiancé:  “Please, puhleeeeeeze, let’s elope… NOW!”  That was right after the session with my mother on the final seating plan for our wedding reception.  After all the months of careful preparation and diligent attention to every detail of wedding etiquette, she was deliberately (actually, downright gleefully) intending to place the groom’s guests in all the “choice” seats at the elegant Darien Holiday Inn:  some right next to the band, some very close to the doors leading to the kitchen, and none anywhere close to that head table!

 

What had caused an otherwise gentle woman to abandon all the good will and social grace that she had cultivated in herself and instilled in her children?  The Response Cards.  Specifically, the response cards that were, well, not quite the responses one hopes for when planning a formal dinner:

 

Mr. Lou Foster  (1)

√ will attend  “if I don’t have a National Guard meeting that day.”  (I promise you, he wrote that!)

 

 

Mr. and Mrs. Robert Brown (2)

4 persons √  will attend  (Only Mr. and Mrs. were invited, but, hey, children don’t take up much room, right?)

 

 

Miss Laura Daly (1)

2 persons √ will attend   “Moe, hope you don’t mind – wait ‘til you see who I’m bringing!”  (I was curious.  Mom was furious.)

 

 

Mr. Jack Daniels (1)

√ will attend   “I’m sorry, where’s the wedding?  The dog ate my invitation!”

 

Ok, I made up that last one because I really can’t remember the rsvp that put Mom over the edge, but she did indeed take it out on the groom’s whole family and guests with a bizarre seating plan.  Never, ever make the bride’s mother mad.  She has too much power!

 

And now I’m the bride’s mother!  This is looking better all the time!  The upgrade and the experience of two weddings within a year (thankfully, both at Heather’s Glen) have provided me with some insights, discoveries, successes, and, er…errors that I’m excited to share with you.  My name is Maureen and I’m the Mother of the Bride.  But if you’re reading this, you’re probably a Mother of the Bride, too.  So you can call me Moe.