Hi- I am the future mrs. culberson. I am moving over from another blog site, so I will post a brief version of what has been posted on the other site. I will warn you- I am a broke ass bride (total budget around $1,000), very DIY, and I am totally in love with the man of my dreams. Almost everything I write about in regards to our wedding is either second hand, homemade, or talked down from the original price…….. cause’ that’s the way I roll.
So sit back, relax, put on your sexy specs………… and here we go………….
Woah………….. here we go! My first real blog. “Like a virgin…….. “ Everybody- sing it together!
Ok, I’m quite over that. Moving on…………..
I have always wanted to write………….. about everything. My life, the chaos, art & love I create………….. more recently my family, my engagement & wedding planning, finding God in a devil driven society, and what it’s like to be bi-polar trying to hold it all together while staying sober.
I am recently out of rehab, and almost two months clean…………… and everyday is an adventure.
I invite you to join me in this journey I call life. See things through my eyes, and together we’ll take it from there.
Comment…………. give me your feedback. Tell me what you like, what you don’t like……….. what you’d like to see, etc.
I went to one of my favorite stores the other day (TJ Maxx http://www.tjmaxx.com/ ) and was pleased to find wedding invites, favor bags, and a batchlorette party in a box all on sale for under $10! In our wedding colors none the less. (We are going with turquoise, white & black with hot pink accents) I was able to get all of our invites, and other goodies for under $30! What a steal. I love that store.
Here’s the goods:
Invites- Retail $19.99, I paid $9
Favor boxes- retail $9.99, I paid $4
Batchlorette Party in a Box- Even includes the rhinestone tiara! Paid $4
I am so thrilled with the way the little things are coming along, this week I am going to look into renting our venue. I have about $200 to work with. (I warned you, I am broke ass) I am also going to look into booking the two bands I want……… hoping to get them.
I was browsing CraigsList (one of my guilty pleasures) when I came across a size 8 first communion/flower girl dress. My curiosity got the best of me and I checked it out. Only $15 and this dress was beautiful. I called and talked to the lady, and we agreed that maybe I would find a way to pick it up later this week. In my mind I could not fathom a way to make this happen though because she lived out of town, and I don’t drive or have access to a car. So for me to get out there is near impossible.
Fast forward two hours ————>
I am napping and the phone rings. It is the woman with the dress. She is coming into town and wants to know if I would like to meet her. I am psyched.
We end up meeting within the next thirty minutes at my house (I am so low on cash I have to use laundry quarters to buy the dress, lol) and the moral of the story is that it ends up being mine! I walked away with Jades dress for our wedding, and for only $15. The dress is beautiful………… and is everything I had ever wanted.
The beautiful $15 treasure
She is going to look so beautiful walking me down the aisle with my father in this dress. All I can say is God is good….. and boy does he ever work in mysterious ways.
SO I had an hour to kill this afternoon. I was waiting for the bus and there happened to be a resale store near the bus stop. I figured I’d take a look. Last time I was in there I found a hair crimper from the 80’s………. God only knows what I’d find this time.
I ditched my latte’ on the curb (no food or drinks) and worked my way into the store. Something told me to look at dresses, though I never find cute dresses in my size at a reasonable price. I pushed through the racks and worked my way back to formal gowns, then to wedding dresses. Then I found one stuffed way in the back that actually was pretty cute, and the tag……….. well the tag must have been a misprint. The tag said a 20. It was a gorgeous halter style white Davids Bridal wedding gown, and it was clearly marked as a size 20. Odd, because I am a size 20………… and I needed a weeding dress. Fate?
I figured it was just the dress size, and that it was maybe a 14/16 actual size….. but I’d try it on for shits & giggles. I picked it up and worked my way towards the sales counter with the bulky dress bag. I asked the ladies, did they know if it was a street 20, or a dress 20? They weren’t sure, but they were confident that if I just tried it on it would fit. I figured, why not. I had an hour to kill and nothing to loose. I ditched my street clothes and got out the dress.
It was as if that dress was made for me. It fit perfectly. It was even the exact length……….. and usually everything is too long for me because I am only 5′6″. This was too bizarre. The first dress I try on, and it fits. Under the dress in the bag I find another bag, in it contains the crinolin slip…… everything to complete the look.
I had to call my friend who was going to make me a dress, Rochelle. Could a dress be made for $$ (what this cost)? It would work out to be about even. Surely it would be cheaper to make a dress……….. not really. The two worked out about equally.
I need a 2nd opinion…………… another girls opinion. My friend and her mom will be getting out of work soon. I call Karla and ask if they can stop by the store and give me some feedback. They agree. I am relieved……. and feeling a bit like a princess all dressed up in a wedding gown in the 2nd hand store.
Fast forward about an hour and a half ————> I wait while they run a couple errands around town…….. just chilling at the store, donning full out bridal gear. At this point I am in jewelry too, and heels……. just waiting. La-tee-dah.
Finally they show up, and exclaim that I look beautiful! Exactally what I needed to hear. Music to my ears. Now my soul could rest and I could buy the dress with ease. Someone that knew my personality say a bit of myself in it. This I like. This makes me happy.
I undress quickly and put back on my jeans…………… and pack the dress up to head to my house.
Another thing on the to-do list crossed off…………… another day down, another day closer to wedded bliss.
To see pics of the dress, copy & paste this link in a new window……….. will post actual pictures later……….
trust me…………… you want to see it, it’s beautiful!
Last night Prince Charming & I stayed the night at our friends Rochelle & Matt’s house. It is beautiful……….. and we had so much fun! Imagine the eccletic contemporary, mixed with everything vintage, splashed with bold colors, and chalk board walls………….. toss in a lot of owls and vintage deer, and you get amazing wonderment that is their home. To top it off we did some beautiful bridal dress pictures in their home. I will be posting them as soon as they are edited. Vintage hats, a turquoise vintage typewriter, brass knuckles, a silly mask, unique umbrellas…………… toss in my tattoos and the wedding dress & crinoline underneath. With bare feet and pearls. They are great. I can’t wait to show you folks!
Bad news on the venue……. the hall I was hoping for is booked on the weekend we want. I am moving on to choice number two, playing a vicious game of phone tag hoping for a call back soon and an open space. maybe this one won’t be zoned residential and noise won’t have to stop at 10pm. One can only hope. I am also waiting for a call back from a small art gallery in town. It used to be a church, so it is a big two story building with the cathedral ceilings and such…… but it is decorated fun & funky like. I’d really like to have it someplace like that if it will fit the budget. Time will tell on that one. If I can’t get it, we’ll make the hall look bad ass.
Other than that, not much is going on………… just another manic Monday…………… er, wait…………. it’s Friday. My lady is coming this weekend………. super excited. I haven’t seen her in about a week and a half and I miss her like crazy. This weekend is also Taylor’s birthday party. My other lady is turning 6! Woo-hoo! Time to celebrate.
So many wonderful things happening this year, one can’t help but feel blessed.
Anyway- I am off to take a bubble bath and think about doing the dishes. Somehow in my own little world, that counts as housework. After all, they always say it’s the thought that counts.