Our wedding is a little over five weeks away. F-I-V-E W-E-E-K-S. I didn’t realize when you get married you have to think about things like the wattage of the light bulbs in the tent and generators and how much noise those generators make and worrying about a portable bathroom being so heavy that the ground might sink beneath it if it rains and where all the trash from the wedding is supposed to go when the wedding is over.
But, because we chose a private mountaintop wedding, those are things we are thinking about. Fortunately, there’s also a lot of way, way more fun stuff that I’m choosing to focus on, like the homemade dessert table, making pom poms and table drawings, finding shoes, hair styles and necklaces, thinking about fall flowers, booking a one room schoolhouse in the Catskills for our mini-moon and visiting the bakeries and farms nearby our wedding site to make sure their breads are tasty and pies just right.
Last night, after we finished making sausage-zucchini-caramelized mushroom pizzas and sharing a cold beer, something we’ve taken to doing at least once a week with dough fetched from the shop up the street, we decided to go to bed at the unimaginably early hour of 11 p.m.. Laying there, I said to J that I knew that this last 8 month explosion of hectic jobs, dozens of freelance projects, exhibitions, and on top of that–the wedding–was a time I really wanted to be able to savor and enjoy and reflect about our impending marriage. And, to have conversations about things that were inevitably scary that would happen at some point in our lives. But, that it was moving so fast that by the time I stopped to even remember that I wanted to think or talk about about it, I was usually already moving again. So then I told him maybe RIGHT THAT MOMENT was a good time to think and talk: and then both of us promptly fell asleep.
It’s a good thing we have five more weeks.
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Nota bene: my name in other places (lately):
+ SwissMiss featured our wedding invites earlier this week. We were fortunate to work with our awesome and talented friend Kelli, who put countless hours into this invite with such focus and rigor and extreme attention to a thousand little details that it is really hard to encompass that in photos. She did the design + letterpress and I did the fabric-cutting, sewing, ironing, folding (with help from a few friends). The envelopes were craft paper with a beautiful scalloped semi-circle cut-out, which Kelli custom-designed a stamp for. J found an old typewriter at the flea market for typing out addresses and I got an assortment of vintage stamps on Etsy. (More details on the invites later).
+ Dorothy invited me to the be the Jauntsetter of the week (a few weeks back), so if you’re interested, you can read about how I drink tomato juice on airplanes.
+ Laura at Pictory invited me to curate one of their slideshows, In Deep, which is currently on view.
