Wedding: OMG shoes

For the past 10 months, I have searched with my 5 bridesmaids for the perfect yellow shoes for my June wedding. And by perfect, I do not mean “unique,” “different,” or especially “special.” We were literally looking for yellow patent pumps, preferably round toe, preferably no peep toe, preferably not terribly tall or terribly short heel height.

Do you have any idea how hard these are to find?

We’d find them, and then sit too long and they’d be sold out. Or we would search and search and search and find nothing.

For months.

And granted, the wedding is in June, so we weren’t in a huge time crunch here. But let’s also be realistic: if we could cross this mutha off the list sooner rather than later, that’d be a-OK too, ya know?

Luckily, when you give my sister 10 minutes with the Internets and, she finds LITERALLY THE PERFECT SHOE.

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For $39.95.

When just minutes before we were looking at something not even as cute, with the price tag of $80.

Thank you, sister friend. And retailmenot for that nice little shipping code.

Now it’s just finding my own pair of shoes for the Big Day, and the whole What-Will-We-Wear question will be answered. Yayyy. SHOES.



Back fat be gone

First of all, I owe you guys like 97 posts.



Not really, but I’m tired. And sleeping has been trumping blogging. Sorry.

IN THE MEAN TIME let’s talk about exercise.


So ya’ll know that I’ve been in a fitness rut approx. since I turned 18, and now that I’m getting married and don’t want to have arm fat in my strapless dress, sh*ts gotta get serious. I’m not talking drastic weight drop here – for the most part I’m pretty happy with the bod I’ve been given. But I’ve realized that there is basically  no reason why I can’t be in the best shape of my life right now. I’m 21. I’ve had no babies. I won’t be having any babies [soon]. I have time at night to exercise (not lately, really, but I guess I have time for Harry Potter marathons so I have time for exercise…I guess).

So why not, right?

Cuz I’m lazy, that’s why.

And, quite frankly, even though no one described me as “petite” in high school (OR EVER), I didn’t have to work at staying in shape then because I was dancing 6 nights a week. Yes, I was eating like crap a lot of the time and my sleep schedule was whack cuz I had just met this guy who I decided I needed to stay up until 2 a.m. talking to (turns out we’re getting married now), but I didn’t feel like I needed to hit up the gym because…well, I didn’t. I sweated plenty during all those dance/show choir practices, thanks.

Not to mention the fact that I was having a BLAST. Yes, it was exhausting, but I’ve always loved dance. And we all know, when you’re having fun, it’s not that lame.

An hour on the elliptical while watching Oprah, however? Lame.

Don’t get me wrong, I love me a lazy day, don’t-wanna-use-my-brain workout. I do. But for the most part I need to be all in and having a good time, or no way in hell am I doing it again tomorrow.

This is my extremely long-winded way to tell you I started TurboFire.


I’ve done a TurboFire HIIT workout before, so I already knew I really liked Chalene and her style of teaching. AND I like the idea that it’s a sort of choreography – so even though it’s difficult, my brain is turned on and I’m engaging, and the time is going much faster.

Funny story about how I bough the whole package – I’ve been playing with the idea for a while, but it’s not cheap. The package (a bunch of DVDs, meals, a measuring tape, a band, bonus workout DVDs, a class schedule, etc.) runs around $150, and while I TOTALLY BELIEVE IT IS WORTH IT, I’m poor. Not poor enough to not have an online shopping addiction (PayPal lovers, holler at me), but just-graduated-and-I-owe-the-government-and-the-Bank-Of-Dad-millions poor.

So Jeff, in his infinite wisdom and cheapness, told me to check BAZANGA, 80 dolla. I was basically ready to pounce on that.

And then, because I have ADD, I decided to log on to Groupon to see when my Picaboo Groupon expired (shiny object syndrome, stop judging).




I snatched that up so quick I got whiplash.

It’s a sign from God that He loves me.

Or that I need to get my back fat under control.

Whatever it is, game on TurboFire. Game on.

P.S. I’m currently on Day 2 and can’t lift my hands higher than my shoulders. Remember that back fat I mentioned? It hurts. I can feel my achey breaky back [fat]. Seriously.

P.P.S. This is clearly not a Whistle Worthy Wednesday post because I suck, but head over here to see what my sister’s jammin’ out to. See you back here next week. Maybe.


Wedding: Bridesmaid dresses

Heyyyyyy weekenders!

How’s your Saturday going? Mine has consisted of playing paparazzi with a few family members and clients, and I just had dinner with Jeff and my mama.

Yesterday was very exciting because I officially ordered bridesmaid dresses for my laidez. If we are friends on Facebook, you may recall that I officially ordered these dresses a few weeks ago. Not so. I found out soon after that my sister actually neglected to get me a particular measurement, so they weren’t OFFICIALLY on their way. I tried to get her to take the measurement for me a few times, but she was quite unhelpful.

This weekend, though, she spent a night at my grandparent’s house. I called my grandma Friday morning and gave her specific instructions to tie Olivia down, and I had a measurement texted to my phone within 10 minutes. Love her.

I found the dresses on Etsy, which is basically the wedding Holy Grail. I don’t even know if I’ve just used that term correctly, but essentially, Etsy is awesome. We sent in all five girls’ measurements and will end up with five custom bridesmaid dresses. Wanna see what they look like? 😀

Originally, we had ordered these dresses, but gray in color:




But then I started hard core coveting the ruffles:

[Source] [Photography by Ben Barnes @]

Love me a good ruffle.

So I contacted the shop owner to see if she had started on the dresses yet and asked if I could change the order, and I could! I had seen some two-toned dresses in the Etsy shop I REALLY adored, and ended up ordering these:


[Source] [Photos by Edyta Szyszlo @]

I’ve seen the swatch of fabric and they’re a tad light in this photo, but essentially, that’s what my gurlz will be wearing come June. I’m SUPER excited and kind of wish I’d ordered 6…I love them. So excited to see them all done! 😀


In and Out

One of my favorite things to do is ask really stupid questions on Facebook and make my friends answer them.

Because yes, it may be stupid, but it’s also a valid question. I think.

If doing that has taught me anything, though, it’s that people have opinions on the dumbest funniest things. One time I took a poll about grape jelly vs. strawberry jelly (strawberry FTW!!) to avoid a news writing assignment and you would not believe the claws that came out. Do not offend a man and his jelly. Don’t do it.

To be fair though, I also have opinions on really dumb things. For example, it can ruin my day when somebody goes OUT the IN door of the bathroom at work. WHYY. JUST USE THE CORRECT DOOR. Then when I’m trying to get into the bathroom I’m running into a mom and her three kids, or a group of old ladies and it’s suddenly very awkward. What way do I go? Left? Right? And then we’re doing an awkward little get around dance in the bathroom doorway. Do I say excuse me because REALLY YOU ARE GOING THE WRONG WAY NOT ME.

Anyway, after 16 extremely helpful comments I’m one step closer to having another wedding thing done-zo. We’re not really doing save-the-dates because we’re inviting 12 billion of our closest friends and family members to our wedding, but we thought it would be a good idea to do a little Christmas card that happens to mention our wedding date. Clever, no? Save paper, save the world. Also, money. OK mostly money. We’ll probably just send them to parents/grandparents/siblings/aunts and uncles, and it’s a good excuse to use our engagement photos 🙂 Yeahhhhhh.

Last night/this morning I made this again. It makes my heart so happy. It was the first time all summer I made it, which is really just a shame. Funny story: that post is still one of the most popular posts on my old blog. Crazy huh? I desperately need to transfer it over here because I can’t lose it – it’s AWESOME. It makes my day happy even when people are going out the in doors.



How Dress Shopping is different than Say Yes to the Dress

Heyyyy guyyyyys.

I bought a wedding dressssss.

I’m still trying to decide if I want to broadcast to the world what dress I’ll be wearing on June 22 (I’m leaning towards no…) but I’m not being very secretive about it either. Meaning, if you ask me, I’ll probs show you 😉

I’m super excited to have another thing crossed off my list – a pretty big thing too! Now we can focus on some smaller details which is fun 🙂

I’ve been busy cranking out photos since I go on vacation this weekend so that’s where I’ve been. You can like this page if you want more updates from me about professional shtuff. I take pictures of some pretty cute kids.

OK. Enough business.

You want to talk about dresses some more?


Say Yes to the Dress

So I, along with millions of other women on the planet, watch way too much Say Yes to the Dress on TLC. I can’t help it. I just love it. I also love Amsale Girls, mostly just because I LOVE Amsale dresses. That one isn’t on very much though – and I think it’s on WE.



I knew that dress shopping would be different than the shows about dress shopping, but it was definitely funny to see how different it was. So I’ve compiled a list.

How Dress Shopping is different than Say Yes to the Dress

1. Store Size

A lot of these are going to vary simply by where you live, but I don’t know of any place that is as big as Kleinfelds in New York. The dress shops I went to were all very spacious, but nothing crazy.

2. Dress Selection

At Kleinfelds, they have every dress you could ever dream of getting your hands on. At Amsale, they have every Amsale dress you could ever dream of getting your hands on. At normal dress shops, they have a lot of dresses; but it’s nothing compared to that. Actually, because I was only really interested in A-line dresses, the selection was substantially smaller. I did try on a few not A-line, and I’m glad I did just because it was fun, but they weren’t my style.

3. No champagne when you find “the dress” 

What. The. Hell.

4. No fancy bathrobe to sit in while you talk with a consultant

What. The. Hell.

5. Nakedness

They don’t show it on TV (OBVIOUSLY because that’s called porn…) but there is a lot of nudity going on bridal salons. The first time I tried on dresses I would get into the dress and then the consultant would come back and zip/button/tie/Crisco me in. I think this was because they didn’t care if we took photos or not, so they knew I wasn’t gonna try to get myself alone in front of a mirror to take an iPhone pic. At the second place tho (the fancier place; shockingly where I found my dress) they had a no photo policy and I was never alone in the fitting room. Which means I just stood there in my bra and underwear chatting it up with the consultant in between dresses. Good thing I’m not shy.

When I went BACK to the first place, I had a few bigger dresses, so the consultant just helped me into my dresses. These dresses happened to have built in bras…

This consultant got a show. That’s all I’m gonna say about that.

Moral of the story, don’t be shy when you go try on dresses. Also, do not eat Mexican food right before you try on dresses (“No, I’m not a pregnant bride, that’s just a food baby…” is an awkward conversation to have, especially when you’re naked.)

6. Price

Shockingly, not all dress cost a bazillion dollars! I won’t get too into finances here, but I reallyreallyreallyreally did not want to spend more than $1,000 on a dress. Cuz really. You wear it once. And it will probs get super nasty and dirty cuz I plan to get super nasty and dirty on the dance floor (I’m kidding; eh, I’m not really). PLUS the dresses I am drawn to are really rather plain and simple, so shelling out a down payment on a house for essentially a piece of [really nice] fabric is just a bit ridiculous.

I ended up trying on a TON of dresses less than $1000. In fact, I think only a handful were more than that. (One was actually priced less than my sister’s senior year prom dress, which I told her was a bit pathetic…but still!) The one I ended up getting was a great price (note that “great” is relative, because it’s still a wedding dress and they still charge you accordingly) PLUS I got a free veil with a coupon PLUS you get discounts on accessories and alterations since you buy from them (they’re not great discounts, and there’s a good change I’ll find my accessories and get my alterations done elsewhere especially since the dress is so simple…but it’s a nice bonus).

Like I said, I like simple dresses, so I’m sure if you wanted a blinged out pearl-ified dress, you’d be paying for it – but I was happy that the dresses were priced rather appropriately!

I had a great time dress shopping, but I’m also glad to be done. Seeing yourself in pretty dresses is a blast, but it’s stressful, too! I came to the conclusion that these dresses are MADE to be gorgeous, so it’s expected that you’ll like a lot of them. When I found “the one” and realized I wouldn’t change a single thing about it, and it was a so much like I what I pictured I’d be wearing, I knew I wanted to snatch it up and quit the search. I LOVE dresses, and I LOVE the dress I will be wearing, but it’s not nearly as big of a deal as WHO I’ll be marrying – I’m WAY more excited about that 🙂

He put a ring on it

In an effort to move my most viewed posts from my old blog to here, I’ll be posting a few things you may have already read. Hope you enjoy the trip down memory lane!

This post was originally published on February, 3, 2012.

I’ve been subtly warned that certain people (ahem…Tessa) expect me to blog about my engagement story.

And when the Boyfriend (wait…am I going to have to change his blog name!?) proposed, he added shortly after, now you have something fun to blog about!

Real subtle guys. BUT, I do think it’ll be fun to read back on this, so here goes!

On Saturday morning I woke up and watched The Pioneer Woman cooking show with my mom. Soon after, I became hungry. Soon after, I showered (mostly irrelevant). Soon after, the Boyfriend came over. He looked real cute in his sweater. I complimented him. I said, Do you want lunch?

He said, Yup.

I said, Let’s go out.

And he said, OK.

I asked my parents, Do you guys want to come? (See I’m a thinker. When Mom and Dad come, they pay.) And they said, Sure! So away we went.

After lunch my parents went to go look at appliances since they were on sale (big day in Mitchell, SD, let me tell you), and I asked the Boyfriend if he wanted to go along. He gave me a funny look and I was all, Well I don’t know, you need a dishwasher and it’s not like we had plans.

But he did have plans.

So we got in the car and I was like, What the heck should we do until 3? (3 was when we were going to a hotel for a pool party with his family) And he was all, I don’t know. And then, being the apparently flawless actor that he is, the Boyfriend was like, Oh I know! Let’s go to my house. I saw this game on TV and I set it up in the living room so you can do it.

Now this is where people are like, And you seriously had no idea? And I’m all, You don’t know this boy. He is weird. It’s why I love him, but he’s weird. When I was in Italy, he just decided to tear down a wall in his garage. So he did it. By himself. He’s always doing things and I’ve just learned to be like, Whatever, because it’s easier.

So I was all, Whatever, because I had nothing better to do.

I’ll be honest, when we pulled into his driveway I was like, Maybe he’s proposing! And then my brain said, No that would be really random. Today is totally normal. Don’t get your hopes up.

So I was like, OK, brain. Good call.

The first post-it I saw was on the door going inside, and it said “When we first started dating I thought this tasted like dirt. Hint: Dunkin’ Donuts.” So then I went to the coffee cupboard and saw there was ANOTHER post-it on the coffee pot. This is when I start getting excited because I DOMINATE at treasure hunts. I. Tear. Them. Up. So I went cruising around the house like it was my job.

“When I bought this, you thought it was too big, but now you kind of like it.”


“When I told you how much this was, you were mad because you thought it was ugly.”

THE HIDEOUS DUCK PAINTING ON THE WALL! (I’m entirely serious. It’s coming down, folks.)

“You made me buy this from IKEA even though I thought it was dumb.”

COTTON BALL AND Q-TIP HOLDERS! (They are stylish and useful! YOU’RE WELCOME.)

The Boyfriend was actually recording me on his Mac the entire time, and it’s about this time where I’m in the bathroom yelling, All these notes make me sound like a JERK! 

The last note led me to the pocket door. I pulled it out and read the note about 4 times and STILL didn’t understand what the hell was going on. It was all sweet and nice and I was like, Huh?

I KNOW RIGHT!? You read about women being all, I had no idea, I was so surprised! And I’ve always thought I would be like, No way can you surprise me! False. Because look what’s going on behind me while I’m utterly confused:

He’s just chillin’.

No, not really.

So then I turn around.

*Confused hands on hips stance*

And he’s all, Will you marry me? And he holds up the ring AND I’M STILL THINKING WHAT IS GOING ON.

I know. I’m embarassed too.

So then I get closer, mostly because I’m attracted to shiny objects, and I’m like, For real? And he’s all, Yeah. And I’m like, Nooooo really? And he’s like Yes.

And I’m like, YEAH!

And then he’s like, Do you want to put the ring on?


And all this time I thought I would get proposed to, grab the ring and dance around the room screaming, AND I FORGOT ABOUT THE RING. Seriously.

So I was like, Hell yeah I want to put the ring on but I didn’t actually say that because I didn’t say much at all. I was just like, Noooo you’re kidding right?

*She mumbled with a diamond on her finger*

And it was awesome.

The Boyfriend really is a thinker, because instead of having to call everyone (which we did for some people, and although it’s super fun I wish we could have told them in person) we got to SEE everyone that night at the hotel. Wayyy more fun to flash your bling in person, I’m telling you.

That night was one of the best night’s of my life. Everyone was so happy and excited, and it just made me feel really loved! We spent some of the night with my parents, who came out to see everyone, and a lot of the night with his family. There were celebratory toasts, celebratory tequila shots…life was good.

And it’s just going to get better!

Wedding Day Decisions: the Dress

Since moving my blog, I’m attempting to move my most viewed posts from my old blog to here. Hope you enjoy the trip down memory lane!

This post was originally published on April 10, 2012.

Here is a list of things I could be doing right now:

  • Website assignment for class/promotional pieces for website
  • Website for professional portfolio use/business card/resume/other stuff to make people want to hire me
  • Working on a large paper
  • Working on a medium sized paper
  • A bunch of other things

Here is the list of things I want to do, so will do instead:

  • Watch Mad Men
  • Look at wedding dresses online
  • Buy shoes

So that’s what’s going on over here. And since I have yet to really do much of a wedding post since the whole, Hey, I’m engaged! post, I thought it would be an appropriate post for a Monday night nope it’s Tuesday. Yikes.

The number one questions I’ve been getting lately about wedding planning is if I’ve tried on any dresses yet. The sad answer is no, I have not! It’s been so hard finding time when me, my sister, mom and cousin can go (and those are the non-negotiable, must be there people – if I could bring all my girlfriends I would, but that would be impossible; so whoever is available can go, and whoever can’t…will get a picture message 🙂 ). In the mean time, I’ve been trying to meet my dress-gawking needs with high doses of Pinterest and Etsy. I’d love to share my finds with you if you’d like 😉

I think this dress is super pretty. I love the a-line look with a semi-full skirt. Although I think if I totally had my way, the belt would have some bling. Nothing crazy…but a little sparkle never hurt anybody.

I love tulle. Lovelovelovelovelove. Give me an excuse to look like a ballerina and I’m in. I’m pretty sure I love this dress as is, but with his shawl:

it may have completely stolen my heart. Are feathers appropriate for a June wedding? I kind of don’t care if you say No.

This dress has my heart. It’s really not what I expected to want to wear on my wedding day, but I think I’m falling in love. It’s simple but gorgeous, flirty and cute but kind of shexy…and my mom won’t wring my neck because I won’t be yanking up a strapless dress all night (this is seriously her number one fear of my wedding day). Plus, it’s an Amsale recreation…and if I could marry Amsale I would probs do it. So there you go.

What is your favorite wedding dress style? There are so many options! These dresses pretty much sum up what my choice will be between – sweetheart a-line or whatever you call that v-neck, spaghetti strap thing. Loooove. Love.

Care to vote on your favorite? Be my guest!