Rob and Kiesha Get Married

So far I have managed to purchase only one bridal magazine.

I pretty much have carte blanche at work to grab a stack and take them to lunch with me. I love reading the etiquette questions.

“Is it wrong of me to ask my bridesmaids to not cut their hair for eight months before the wedding? I know it’s weird, but I want them all to have exactly the same length of hair!”

“My mother picked out a scandalous dress that she wants to wear at the ceremony, how do I get her to tone it down?”

“My parents insist on inviting everyone at both their respective workplaces, but our venue can only hold 80 people!”

These are hilarious to me, because A.) I’m going to have two brideswomen, and they have been instructed that I will NOT be picking out their wardrobe or hairstyles, B.) It’s going to be a struggle to get my mom out of jeans and into something ‘dressy’, and C.) I nervously told my mom that I was only planning to invite a handful of my aunts, uncles and cousins (I have enough to fill the Schottenstein Center), and she told me, “Half of them probably won’t come.”

The other issue I have with wedding magazines is the endless pages upon pages of dresses that look exactly the same. Like sleeveless, low cut, lace-and-bead covered poufy ball gown monstrosities. I realize that most of the dresses are things that designers dream up and by the time they trickle down to retail they’ve lost most of that craziness, but still. No one seems to have what I want to wear.

Like this one, that I love, but is about $800 more than I want to spend.

I like this one a lot too. It’s technically a bridesmaid’s dress, but the price is right.

So you can see how these wedding magazines aren’t really for me.