The Wedding Planner, and Fashion

[ailbhe]

I recently invested in "Miss Manners on (Painfully Proper) Weddings" in a fit of pique, and am gratified to find that all the things I have refused to do because they are nasty and/or tacky are roundly condemned in that elevated tome. Like sending gift lists with the invitations, and telling female guests what colours they are not allowed to wear. Yeurgh. I wanted world domination, not world micro-management.

In other news, the ceremony has more or less been finalised, and I just need to remind Rob to ask his cousins what they'd like to sing and could they send us a copy of the lyrics, and I need to ask my aunt whether she is willing and fit to read at such an agnostic ceremony, and I need to contact the registrar and find out whether they will approve the ceremony as not mentioning gods or other deity-like entities.

I also need to wait for someone to sell me a silk blouse. I want at least one new silk top to wear on the honeymoon. Oh, and I need to buy Rob some shirts, too. And...

This morning, we went through all our clean clothes and sorted them into "I never wear this but it's too good to get rid of", charity bag, rubbish, and "This actually belongs in my wardrobe". The first category have been relegated to a crate under the bed, and if Rob's not looking, I will accidentally charity-bin them at some point.

A lot of my clothes, on mature reflection, were rubbish. So I binned them. And a bunch of the rest are just waiting for me to brave buying a pair of jeans. I dread this, because I have the wrong figure. I have what a John Cleland might call ample buttocks, but most clothes aren't designed for them - and no-one can tell me that "Kylie has a big bum too you know, it must be fashionable" because I've tried and it's not. The trousers aren't out there. I need to go to a specialist Levis shop that sells the seventy-two different shapes for different shaped people and buy two pairs of jeans that actually fit.

Trying on the ones that don't fit is so daunting that I haven't faced up to the challenge yet. If I ever do, you will be the first to know.

Comments

[hfnuala.livejournal.com]

I'm glad to hear that someone in the middle of the wedding haze can still see how tacky things have got nowadays. I recently discovered one of the department stores in Edinburgh gives you a kickback on your store card of 10% of what is spent on your list!

Don't WANT presents

[ailbhe]

and certainly don't want presents I have to choose myself. Spoils the point of presents. Yuk. Sulk. Stamp feets.

Surely in some circumstances it's just more honest to give someone cash?

A.

Re: Don't WANT presents

[ruthi.livejournal.com]

I heard that cash is a traditional Chinese wedding-gift.
In .il, cheques are given. Which sometimes strikes me as tacky, but it is useful.