For those of you who don't know, I am semi- to
ridiculously wedding obsessed.
I honestly don't even understand where this obsession came from.
I asked my mom and she said I wasn't like this
at all when I was little...
I actually think I started really getting into
weddings when I was 21ish.
I decided then that it wasn't embarrassing to plan my wedding with a groom. Or fiance. Or boyfriend. Umm.
I am always swooning over details: dresses, magazines, colors and wedding blogs. I started a running document that links my favorite web sites together.
Even after telling you this I am not embarrassed.
I embrace this weird, quirky obsession.
Here are a few more tidbits:
- I am absolutely DYING to cut my hair short. However I need it long "for the wedding." So I grow it out. Yes, I am talking about my future wedding that we have no idea of a date, man, etc...
- Disney related Mickey and Minnie wedding items are on my list to buy someday. Don't you worry, I will definitely be sporting the Minnie ears/veil headpiece.
- If some one I know is close to getting engaged, I get more excited than they are for planning/the engagement/everything in general. I think I scare them.
- When people think of weddings, they think of me. Let's be honest here.
- I save money each month for the "wedding fund."
- My mom cuts out ideas/inspiration for me whenever she finds it.
And, amidst all this, I have come to this conclusion:
When I find him, none of this will matter. The wedding won't matter. The colors won't matter. And I won't be a Bridezilla. All that will matter is HIM and our MARRIAGE and our HAPPILY EVER AFTER.
Always the romantic.
Until then, I'll continue to obsess over the little things.
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