I Got My Bow Hat

And it was everything I hoped it would be.

The Offending Tie

A better picture of the offending tie above, front and center. Lauren and I went shopping yesterday and bought three more ties. Next week, we will have a tie vlog extravaganza, culminating in a poll or two.

Polls are awesome.

Suit Update

By tomorrow, Lauren's brand new suit will be hanging in her closet and shots from her second fitting at Dash's of Olde Town will be gracing the gay wedding website So You're Engayged. Getting fitted for the suit while Kelly took pictures, might prove to be one of the highlights of this whole wedding planning process. Lauren got to feel beautiful and important and I got to banter with Victor, the sassiest, most good-looking suit maker ever.

That being said, Lauren and I have had trouble picking out wedding clothes that we both like, individually and as a couple. We just have different tastes and different priorities. I mean, you know, as a couple, Lauren and I both have those things we either or love or hate to see the other person wearing. And when we go out, I kind of want us to look like we have something to do with one another in terms of colors and style. But when you combine these two imperatives for a wedding day, the feelings can get a little tender.

For example, when I brought Lauren to the store to see my dress, she gave it a "6" on a scale of 1 - 10. Clearly, I bought it anyway and luckily, she has seen it since it was altered and said that I look beautiful in it. I was so relieved and grateful. I mean, my fiancee' couldve hated my wedding dress! (Now I know why they really say dont let them see your wedding dress before the wedding!)

But, at the end of the day, it is more important that I like how I look than that Lauren likes how I look. The Wedding Industrial Complex was just startled out of sleep by a strange and terrifying doom, and it sure is crazy to say that it's OK if your betrothed doesnt like your dress, but you know, it's just one of those things thats true and doesnt change on your wedding day, just because it's your wedding day.

So, now we are on this whole suit thing. My main priority in choosing a fabric for the suit was the wedding day, but Lauren's focus is all the days after the wedding. Because the suit is so expensive, she wants something that she can wear again and again. So, for her, this means a dark suit with a shirt and tie that most reflects her personal style, but for me, it would mean a suit with a shirt and tie that match our wedding colors and made sense for the summer season.

We went to Dash's to look at fabrics, like, three times and I did my best to be supportive by helping Lauren pick something she would love while keeping my opinions in the backseat. They were still in the car, mind you, but definitely in the back seat. Having a suit custom made is a big deal for anybody, but it is an even bigger deal for Lauren because of all that tricky lesbian stuff. So, I was a good partner, even though I also wanted to get my way, but mostly I was a good partner. Like she was to me with the whole dress thing.

So, right now, Lauren has a black suit with cream pinstripses and a black tie with burgundy stripes, even though we are having a brown, purple and blue wedding. She doesnt have a shirt or shoes. (Don't even get me started on shoes. That's gonna be a whole other trauma.) I'm not sure how this is gonna work out, but I have confidence in Lauren's natural beauty and developed aesthetic. She says she can pull it off.

In the photo above you can see me fretting over ties. The offending tie is pictured middle. I hate it, but Victor and Lauren love it. The three of us actually had a lot of fun bickering about ties during Lauren's second fitting. Or should I say, Victor and Lauren had a lot of fun creating a tie-alliance against me. Finally, Victor, made a genius maneuver for which I am very grateful. He gifted Lauren the offending tie. Now, Lauren can have this tie she loves, but we still have some cash left over to buy another one for the wedding. Which she has graciously offered to consider doing. Maybe.

I mean, we defintely tried our best to discuss expectations and hopes and fears about this whole wedding suit business before we got into the kitchen, but now that we have mixed up gobs of money with lesbian gender politics and added a dash of Italian accent into the potent brew of wedding planning between individuals and equals, I'm sorry to say we can't take the heat! Unfortunately, it looks like I'm going to have to rid myself of this whole "good partner" thing. No more Mr. Good Partner. I'm gonna have to go ahead and crack a few eggs to make this here wedding omelet and while it might be too late to get a brown suit, Lauren will be wearing a blue tie on our wedding day if it's the last wedding thing I do.

Or purple. Or maybe a nice cream color . . . anything but burgundy and black stripes. Seriously.

Wedding Shower #2

My friend Miasia, who has no car and a bum ankle, snagged these cupcakes, then took a bus and a train to the shower while arriving an hour early. Then, she introduced an awesome wedding shower game involving a blind fold and a wooden spoon! She receives the Golden Mouse Award for sure.

And, Emma, our organzier and hostess, didnt do such a shabby job, neither!

By the way, mine and Lauren's nicknames are mouse and fish.

Happy Friday!

The wedding shower's tomorrow!

I want to capitalize that, [W]edding [S]hower, but it shouldnt be, right?

(wEDDING sHOWER!)