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my unruly ass:

If your mom is dead don’t bother having a wedding. Don’t. What’s even the point? Who’s it for and who will help you with this massive undertaking. Not a soul. Fun.

What do you mean my dress came in and I go to my fitting and I look like a fridge.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN.

it’s going to take a miracle to fix all of…this.

What happened to my pretty pink pearly dress with the snatched waist I bought in January. It’s dingy and I look wide af. Maybe it was the harsh fitting room lighting vs the warm show room lighting when I bought it, it only comes in two shades, white-white and blush and it certainly wasn’t white-white, but the fridge bod. Wtf.

They called it the Glinda gown at the shop because it is ~pink champagne~ and a ball gown.

And I have to go to a family party tomorrow. Get rehumiliated by the fiasco earlier this week. It wasn’t my doing but as I’ve learned with weddings: if someone doesn’t like it the bride is at fault.

I’m told the “I’d cancel it all if I didn’t make thousands of dollars in nonrefundable deposits” is a very normal stage. I don’t like it tho.

I’m going to visit my friend across the country this week. It will be better next week. I just have to get to that. And survive the airports and layover. Then I get to have a glorified slumber party. She wants to take me out as a bachelorette thing because she won’t be able to come to the one my moh planned (it’s not extravagant. At least I hope. It’s a beach weekend and we aren’t leaving the state. MOH presented me with options and I chose the one that I thought would be less miserable for her since she’s pregnant. She insisted on doing something.) said she got me a sash. I haven’t seen her in a year when she came home for a visit so that will be good.

Had another fitting, still look like fridge wtf.

Can only trust my coworker for how it looks, the fact she didn’t fall over herself gushing over how gorgeous was far more honest than my bridesmaids and fiancés mom

Need to decrease in mass but they do need to actually take in the waist

Why am I marginally smaller than when I bought it but I don’t have a waist in it now but I did when I bought it. Saw an old picture I miss my collarbones. I have three months I just need to LOCK IN

It is a basque waist ball gown it needs waist definition to work that’s a lot of volume coming off it

Too late to have them corset it so I can snatch the waist and push the mincemeat to the top. But I don’t think they even could it has a built in support strap for structural integrity (it’s a heavy dress. But it’s not heavy?)

And don’t get me started on my veil. Long? Short? I want an embroidered one. And a tiara. Will people judge me? It’s my wedding day don’t I have to be extra?

My florist is a flake I’m thinking I may have to order flowers from my grocery store and make bouquets the day before so yikes there (I don’t live in a civilized area the closest Trader Joe’s are half an hour in opposite directions of me and even further from my venue, so maybe the local chains location that’s closer to my venue) I think I have the same issue with the officiant…may offer to the group chat $100, a bag of donuts and paying for the online ordination at this point.

Have a two year engagement, people. This blows.

My aforementioned trip was fun btw. Me and the Badtz Maru purse plush had a good time but the photos of him ceased after I sustained a bizarre injury to my hand and got blood on him when I went in my purse before I realized I was bleeding.

Got to see my friend which was so necessary. We went out, looked cute, I wore a little veil in a tiki bar and a wedding came in for their after party, the bride was beautiful and we had a moment, and flew home the next day massively hungover. There’s far worse places to be hungover than PDX, that’s for sure. Overall I understand why my friend visited her friends there once and decided to move.

Bach weekend with MOH and one other bridesmaid is in two weeks. Looking forward to that. But I hate, hate hate hate to be negative but. But there’s eyes everywhere so I’m just going to say it seems… well some things are making me feel like the kid that wasn’t included. I think I get why my parents didn’t have birthday parties for me as a kid, did they know no one would come? I tried having a birthday party this year. It wasn’t officially, but it was very close to my birthday. I had a theme. Theme parties are a thing and aren’t cringe. At least, they’re campy. Everyone needs a midwinter pick me up after all. And it was a good project to distract me from, you guessed it, dead mom angst! I gave ample notice. I made food, got decorations and made a playlist. You know where this is going. Half my guests dropped out in the 48 hours leading up to it. Maybe everyone was telling the truth as to why they couldn’t come. 3 people showed. 3 people and one baby. That kid can hang. I didn’t cry. I didn’t react. I was a good happy host, albeit one pounding my batched cocktail and just. Disappointed but. I knew this would happen didn’t i?

Suffice to say I’m afraid of my wedding turnout. I don’t want to be the loser bride with a lame wedding.

If your mom is dead don’t bother having a wedding. Don’t. What’s even the point? Who’s it for and who will help you with this massive undertaking. Not a soul. Fun.

What do you mean my dress came in and I go to my fitting and I look like a fridge.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN.

it’s going to take a miracle to fix all of…this.

What happened to my pretty pink pearly dress with the snatched waist I bought in January. It’s dingy and I look wide af. Maybe it was the harsh fitting room lighting vs the warm show room lighting when I bought it, it only comes in two shades, white-white and blush and it certainly wasn’t white-white, but the fridge bod. Wtf.

They called it the Glinda gown at the shop because it is ~pink champagne~ and a ball gown.

And I have to go to a family party tomorrow. Get rehumiliated by the fiasco earlier this week. It wasn’t my doing but as I’ve learned with weddings: if someone doesn’t like it the bride is at fault.

I’m told the “I’d cancel it all if I didn’t make thousands of dollars in nonrefundable deposits” is a very normal stage. I don’t like it tho.

I’m going to visit my friend across the country this week. It will be better next week. I just have to get to that. And survive the airports and layover. Then I get to have a glorified slumber party. She wants to take me out as a bachelorette thing because she won’t be able to come to the one my moh planned (it’s not extravagant. At least I hope. It’s a beach weekend and we aren’t leaving the state. MOH presented me with options and I chose the one that I thought would be less miserable for her since she’s pregnant. She insisted on doing something.) said she got me a sash. I haven’t seen her in a year when she came home for a visit so that will be good.

Went to party for cousins child’s bday, no one was mad at me just the one humorless aunt who was mildly annoyed at what fiance put on the not finalized website which I locked down once I realized it was live early so that’s good that’s good. Everyone happy that’s good.

Much more to plan, bad at that

My dad continues to be weird about my trip to visit friend, yes I get it you think it’s a den of horror because you watch too much Fox News, make your one snide comment and move on, maybe hope I have fun or something nice. Friend has lived in this place for like two years now and has not been murdered once I think I’ll be fine. As I type this she texted me about the ice cream place she wants to take me to. We may even do crafts and watch a Barbie movie!! Ooo never know what we’ll do next!!!

While scanning in The American Girls Postcard Collection, I had the idea to try to recreate the American Girl “reading” posters on Canva since I haven’t been able to find high quality scans of the originals.

I drew 10 of the original historical American Girls in my style! This was a fun little fan art series in between my other illustrations 🤭

American Girl Doll's Kirsten Larson's Lunch Set

1990s

If your mom is dead don’t bother having a wedding. Don’t. What’s even the point? Who’s it for and who will help you with this massive undertaking. Not a soul. Fun.

What do you mean my dress came in and I go to my fitting and I look like a fridge.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN.

it’s going to take a miracle to fix all of…this.

What happened to my pretty pink pearly dress with the snatched waist I bought in January. It’s dingy and I look wide af. Maybe it was the harsh fitting room lighting vs the warm show room lighting when I bought it, it only comes in two shades, white-white and blush and it certainly wasn’t white-white, but the fridge bod. Wtf.

They called it the Glinda gown at the shop because it is ~pink champagne~ and a ball gown.

And I have to go to a family party tomorrow. Get rehumiliated by the fiasco earlier this week. It wasn’t my doing but as I’ve learned with weddings: if someone doesn’t like it the bride is at fault.

I’m told the “I’d cancel it all if I didn’t make thousands of dollars in nonrefundable deposits” is a very normal stage. I don’t like it tho.

I’m going to visit my friend across the country this week. It will be better next week. I just have to get to that. And survive the airports and layover. Then I get to have a glorified slumber party. She wants to take me out as a bachelorette thing because she won’t be able to come to the one my moh planned (it’s not extravagant. At least I hope. It’s a beach weekend and we aren’t leaving the state. MOH presented me with options and I chose the one that I thought would be less miserable for her since she’s pregnant. She insisted on doing something.) said she got me a sash. I haven’t seen her in a year when she came home for a visit so that will be good.

Just added to Archive.org: American Girl Craft Scrapbook paper!!