Earlier this week we did a roundup of 30 awesome wedding hairstyles, some of which were augmented with pretty clips, combs, or headbands. If you’ve been shopping for anything wedding related, you know the prices are jacked up to almost comical levels, and hair pieces are no exception (“Why is this plastic hair clip $300?” “Because it’s a bridal hair clip.”). If you’re looking for a unique hair accessory at a reasonable price, look no further than Etsy. We found these 12 vintage or handmade hair accessories for less than $50 a piece. Check out all the shopping details after the jump! Keep reading »
I’ve never had a wedding. I’ve never planned a wedding. I’ve never even helped plan a wedding. But, as a 30-something, I’ve been attending weddings regularly for the last decade and I think it’s time for me tell about-to-tie-the-knot couples the truth: the things your guests care about (open bar! music!) and the details you’re stressing over (favors! the selected reading at your ceremony!) are completely different. If you were considering making your guests pay for drinks, may I recommend that you skip the embossed matchbooks and focus on what’s important here: ENDLESS CHAMPAGNE. Not that the wedding is for the guests, but just in case you were wondering, here are some things your guests will/won’t remember about your big day: Keep reading »
Weddings! So much could go wrong! The chocolate fountain could run out or the babies’ breadth could wilt or your venue could fall through 20 days before the wedding. (Actually, that last one happened to Andrea.) All brides and grooms are a little bit anxious about the big day, but it’s easy to let the Wedding Industrial Complex convince you everything is going to go wrong (unless you buy more stuff, of course!). Unfortunately, anxiety over inane little problems is like that orange mold on your shower curtain liner: it feeds on itself until it’s totally out of control and it becomes the problem. And no one, not even your Great Aunt Ruth who thought you should have used cloth napkins, wants to really ruin the big day.
Here’s a couple of so-called “disasters” you think you won’t survive at your wedding … and how we think you should handle it all instead.
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I may not be certain about whether or not I’m getting married, but I do know that I love a wedding dress. Short and shiny. Long and elegant. Strapless and kind of sexy. I have envisioned myself in all styles. And, like many women, I’m not above passing quiet, light-hearted judgment on what others choose to wear to their nuptials, like most of us do but won’t readily admit out loud. Are you in the market for a dress? You’d better make sure it sends the right message about your personality. This is serious stuff! Luckily, I’ve got the answers here. Read ahead to see what your wedding dress says about you…
Bay County, Florida, police officer Rad Nelson wanted to propose to his girlfriend Elizabeth Cook, so he called 911. You see, Cook is a dispatcher with the Bay County emergency system, and Nelson knew she’d be on the job. Around 3:30 in the morning, he dialed 911 and asked her to transfer over to a “talk” channel (presumably so as not to tie up the emergency line). From there, he professed, “Elizabeth Ann Cook from the bottom of my heart and the depths of my soul I want to ask you, will you marry me?” The stunned Cook said yes, with strangers on the talk channel listening in.
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It just creeps right up every year. It’s Valentine’s Day and then you sneeze and out comes WEDDING SEASON. I’m attending four (possibly five) this year. That’s a lot of hotel room minibars to resist, a lot of champy to consume without getting too tipsy, a lot of my signature Elaine Benes style dance moves to bust out. I don’t even care if I look like a spaz. Just let me dance!
This wedding season, for the first time in forever, I have a date that I can drag with me to all the nuptials. After one wedding together, I’ve learned a few things about my guy’s wedding style: he doesn’t usually like to dance, but when he does, he’s got a mean groove on the downbeat, he’s only mildly embarrassed by my dance moves and he seems to be immune to hangovers. So far, he’s killing it as a plus one. And I’m grateful for that. Because after years of wedding date weirdness, I’ve learned that the wrong escort can ruin the whole damn affair. You deserve to have your wedding season to suck as little as possible. So, if you’ve been lucky enough to be asked to attend a wedding as a plus one (weddings are expensive these days and it’s an honor that should be taken very seriously!), here are some guidelines for how to behave so that your date doesn’t want to dive face first into a tray of oyster shooters.
Wedding season is upon us, and if you’re a bride-to-be, you know that the second most urgent question behind, “Have you found your dress yet?” is “How are you wearing your hair?!” There are so many hairstyle options it can be tough to choose, but deciding on your wedding hair is a lot like deciding on your dress: when you see it, you just know. If you’re looking for a little hair inspiration for your big day, we’ve got you covered. We rounded up 30 bridal hairstyles for every hair type and wedding style, from casual to formal to funky (bridal fauxhawk, anyone?). Click on the gallery to check ‘em out!
More and more couples are eschewing the pomp and circumstance of big weddings in favor of getting married at City Hall. City Hall weddings are super affordable (most often costing between $40 and $100), and are a quick and easy way to get hitched without spending a lot of time or money on a big production. What should you do if you want to get married at your local City Hall? Make an appointment ahead of time, be prompt, bring cash, and don’t forget your rings.
As for what to wear? We’ve got that all figured out for you. City Hall weddings are certainly a less formal alternative to a big wedding, but that doesn’t mean you can’t look nice. After the jump, 11 dresses to wear to your City Hall wedding.
My parents got divorced when I was almost too young to remember. I carry only brief images of the time surrounding their divorce. My mother, in a red dress with polka dots, kneeling down to meet me at my level as I squirm in a chair, legs swinging above the floor. “I’m going away for a little bit,” she says. “I’ll see you soon.” Our new house in New York is full of books and my grandma is there and my father stretches the phone cord taut so he can sit on the steps to the basement and argue with my mother in California, 3000 miles away.
The details of the event were unusual for the late 1980s. The court granted primary custody to my father — we’d spend summers in California and live in New York for the school year. My primary memory of family growing up is as a unit of three — father, sister, me. Our trio was strong, it was unshakeable, and my sister and I adapted to an early independence. We did our own laundry, heated up our Kid Cuisine dinners in the microwave while our father worked late and made annual trips to the West Coast every summer to visit our mom. Our household was just as functional as that of any two-parent household. We trotted off to school each morning with combed hair, brushed teeth and all of our belongings.
I grew up into a independent, self-sufficient and confident adult, a woman who would much rather do it myself than wait on someone else to understand what needs to be done, a woman who is okay with the idea of potentially spending a life not married — not because no one would have me, but because I like it that way. Alone. Keep reading »
I don’t know what’s better — this obviously Photoshopped photo of a dinosaur attacking some random wedding party? Or the nerdy comments on Reddit about the T-Rex: “Their eyesight is based on movement. 2nd girl on the left will be the only survivor.” [Uproxx via Reddit]