<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044</id><updated>2011-10-08T02:55:34.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eileen and Travis are Getting Married</title><subtitle type='html'>6 months, $10,000...Let's go.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>85</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-7711729795012473469</id><published>2011-02-01T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-01T18:59:46.565-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moonbeam says Goodnight (because Goodbye is too hard)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Well Hive, this whole wedding process has certainly had it's ups and downs, but the positivity of this place (as ethereal as it may be) has helped me to focus on the ups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TUizKGXM77I/AAAAAAAACDA/QTmx-otOvl4/s1600/inspiration+board+small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="365" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TUizKGXM77I/AAAAAAAACDA/QTmx-otOvl4/s400/inspiration+board+small.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pictures taken by John &amp;amp; Whitney Canales, Aunt Annie &amp;amp; Uncle Chris, edited by me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, thank you, Hive, for forcing me to find the positives. &amp;nbsp;It's pretty embarrassing to put it all out there pre-game and then be too unhappy with the end result to put it up. &amp;nbsp;Blogging forced me to focus on the stuff I was happy with, and since weddings are never perfect, it's a great thing to focus on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had a pretty full life since our wedding(s) and I'm excited about all we have in store over the next few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a job (like a week after the wedding, perfect timing)! &amp;nbsp;And it takes me to far-flung places sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TUi6CRRkWyI/AAAAAAAACDE/yPu-1K_r7DQ/s1600/europe+074.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TUi6CRRkWyI/AAAAAAAACDE/yPu-1K_r7DQ/s400/europe+074.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;iPhone shot of my morning run in front of the Louvre on a business trip&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did the Malibu triathlon last year, Mr. MB's second, my first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TUi6MKY5H0I/AAAAAAAACDI/USXTbe3utOY/s1600/triathlon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TUi6MKY5H0I/AAAAAAAACDI/USXTbe3utOY/s400/triathlon.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Another iPhone shot right before the race started and we had to get in the cold, cold ocean, I'm not showing you the 'after' picture, I have standards (I mean, they're not high, but still)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Europe for 2 weeks to see some of our friends tie the knot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TUi6WWXIcZI/AAAAAAAACDM/rMz8D-6jiLc/s1600/ct+wedding+338.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TUi6WWXIcZI/AAAAAAAACDM/rMz8D-6jiLc/s400/ct+wedding+338.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So, so fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We moved to a new apartment and got to paint!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TUi7S0tDw4I/AAAAAAAACDU/yAB9j_8ayWE/s1600/paint+job.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TUi7S0tDw4I/AAAAAAAACDU/yAB9j_8ayWE/s400/paint+job.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Some beachy California colors for the new place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated both of our anniversaries, because it's fun to have an extra one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TUi6dZEgUDI/AAAAAAAACDQ/rQ696-vMDQg/s1600/anniversary+small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TUi6dZEgUDI/AAAAAAAACDQ/rQ696-vMDQg/s400/anniversary+small.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After brunch by the beach for our summer anniversary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, we even negotiated Christmas between two families and two cities this year, no small feat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TUi9cYiu_UI/AAAAAAAACDY/stXl3LbuWgA/s1600/christmas+morning.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="341" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TUi9cYiu_UI/AAAAAAAACDY/stXl3LbuWgA/s400/christmas+morning.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's right, Hive, Christmas morning bed-head! (See, the standards aren't that high)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Anyhoo, you can follow along at my post-wedding blog. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://eileen-anne.blogspot.com/"&gt;My Name is Eileen: And I'm a Girl With Too Many Interests.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;As you might guess, it covers a bunch of different things. &amp;nbsp;So far I've got travel, baking, paper crafts, sewing, running stuff, decorator-type things and this...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TUi_mExIcQI/AAAAAAAACDc/6UdvNJDOugw/s1600/momentary-mustache.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TUi_mExIcQI/AAAAAAAACDc/6UdvNJDOugw/s400/momentary-mustache.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;because he was shaving and I couldn't resist taking a picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-7711729795012473469?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/7711729795012473469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2011/02/moonbeam-says-goodnight-because-goodbye.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/7711729795012473469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/7711729795012473469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2011/02/moonbeam-says-goodnight-because-goodbye.html' title='Moonbeam says Goodnight (because Goodbye is too hard)'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TUizKGXM77I/AAAAAAAACDA/QTmx-otOvl4/s72-c/inspiration+board+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-7990784046414096286</id><published>2011-01-25T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T08:12:00.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Compare and Contrast</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Since I've got two weddings under my belt (&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/09/07/oh-did-i-forget-to-mention-that/"&gt;both to the same man and within 6 months&lt;/a&gt;, in case some of you forgot, or never knew) I thought I'd do a little comparison of the two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, we had a &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/09/11/the-july-wedding-professional-pics/"&gt;small&amp;nbsp;ceremony&lt;/a&gt; at Point Dume in Malibu. &amp;nbsp;It was casual, quick and pretty inexpensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TT6FdPsfS2I/AAAAAAAACCk/ZXo7I-ltSJM/s1600/splash+small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TT6FdPsfS2I/AAAAAAAACCk/ZXo7I-ltSJM/s400/splash+small.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TT6GXMct_hI/AAAAAAAACC4/ywGJBAfvW4k/s1600/setup+small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TT6GXMct_hI/AAAAAAAACC4/ywGJBAfvW4k/s400/setup+small.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The pluses for this day all stemmed from it's simplicity. &amp;nbsp;Yes, there were stressful moments, but the stresses weren't even blips on the radar in comparison to some of the stresses of our big wedding. &amp;nbsp;So, some people were late, or lost and Malibu has no cell reception, everyone eventually made it so I didn't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TT6Fics-z6I/AAAAAAAACCo/LJjR4KyNwv8/s1600/everybody+small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TT6Fics-z6I/AAAAAAAACCo/LJjR4KyNwv8/s400/everybody+small.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Everybody, yes everybody&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding was small enough that we didn't need any beach permits, I went and bought my dress for $100 at Anthropologie after texting pics to Momma MB, the 'reception' was lunch at a restaurant with cakes made by my uncle, the invites were 1-sided cards printed at home, most of our decorations came from Chinatown, our officiant filed our marriage license paperwork for us, and I had way fewer vendors to deal with (which meant fewer vendors to give me trouble, our &lt;a href="http://www.officiantguy.com/"&gt;officiant&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://leasae.com/photography/"&gt;photographer&lt;/a&gt; at this wedding were phenomenal, and those were the only two vendors).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TT6FpyFVnMI/AAAAAAAACCs/Dxly1jezJDI/s1600/first+kiss+small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TT6FpyFVnMI/AAAAAAAACCs/Dxly1jezJDI/s400/first+kiss+small.jpg" width="143" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See, I just care 'bout kissing and hugging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TT6GHis5kZI/AAAAAAAACC0/ipEFpSJKFy4/s1600/Gueringer277.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TT6GHis5kZI/AAAAAAAACC0/ipEFpSJKFy4/s400/Gueringer277.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this had been our only wedding, there would have been some definite negatives. &amp;nbsp;Most of them stemming from the fact that many people that are very important to us wouldn't have been there. &amp;nbsp;And since I had ideas about my wedding when I was younger and this didn't match those, I would have felt as though I'd lost some of that. &amp;nbsp;But if you have a small family, and no childhood dreams of a different kind of wedding, then rest assured that this kind of wedding will still give you that special feeling. &amp;nbsp;There was still that emotional charge of confirming that forever is now with this one other person, and we were still totally blissed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TT6F6VEBaWI/AAAAAAAACCw/F1wMxwlb2vY/s1600/happy+small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TT6F6VEBaWI/AAAAAAAACCw/F1wMxwlb2vY/s400/happy+small.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All beach wedding photos by Leasa Eisele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, there was our large, family oriented, Catholic wedding in Castroville, Texas. &amp;nbsp;It was still somewhat casual (we're just not black-tie people), decidedly not-quick and still budget-friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TT56UT1_F_I/AAAAAAAACCg/dyYjekcB8aI/s1600/grand_march.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TT56UT1_F_I/AAAAAAAACCg/dyYjekcB8aI/s400/grand_march.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo by Aunt Annie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This wedding gave me all of those things I always expected. &amp;nbsp;A dress made by Momma MB, being married in &amp;nbsp;a pretty church by our family priest, having all of our family members there (we have huge families), carrying a pretty bouquet with Daddy MB walking me down the aisle, seeing Mr. MB at the end of that aisle dressed in his finest, feeding each other cake, being twirled around in a pretty dress by my new husband and Daddy MB and some flower girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TT56NxvE6bI/AAAAAAAACCc/XcB8P7TxijY/s1600/wedding+203+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TT56NxvE6bI/AAAAAAAACCc/XcB8P7TxijY/s400/wedding+203+copy.jpg" width="253" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo by Aunt Annie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with all of that came stress: stress about what to cut from the budget, stress about pleasing all of those family members, stress about planning from another state (I didn't see my venue in person until a month before the wedding), stress about my over-ambitious DIY projects, and stress of dealing with vendors (seriously stressful).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TT559h2OMsI/AAAAAAAACCY/dHaerGM-vaY/s1600/dance_crop.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TT559h2OMsI/AAAAAAAACCY/dHaerGM-vaY/s400/dance_crop.jpg" width="330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo by Uncle Chris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If this had been our only wedding, then Mr. MB&amp;nbsp;wouldn't have gotten his dream of a laid back day spent barefoot in the sand. &amp;nbsp;Mr. MB really enjoys laid back, his dream is to have a job that will allow him to wear flip-flops, shorts and a t-shirt every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there are any ladies out there on the fence about what kind of wedding to have, I can tell you one thing for certain. &amp;nbsp;Both days were great, whatever you choose will be the right choice. &amp;nbsp;There were really big pluses and some minuses to both of our weddings. &amp;nbsp;And if you feel like you can't have two, I sort of disagree. &amp;nbsp;What's wrong with keeping Church and State separate? &amp;nbsp;What's wrong with the bride and groom finding a way to both have what they want? &amp;nbsp;What's wrong with accounting for the fact that many young people move far away from where they grew up and start new lives? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are members of our family that simply couldn't have physically come to our wedding in California, but it's the wedding that Mr. Moonbeam always dreamed of. &amp;nbsp;Planning a wedding in Texas when you live in California is difficult, but it's the wedding I always dreamed of. &amp;nbsp;And the funny thing is, Mr. Moonbeam and I each loved the other's dream wedding too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for the record, not one person got upset with us for having two weddings. &amp;nbsp;I didn't even hear of anything being said behind our backs, and word travels fast in our families.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, we did what was right for us, and hopefully this lets a few people know that doing what's right for them will be just perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-7990784046414096286?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/7990784046414096286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2011/01/compare-and-contrast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/7990784046414096286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/7990784046414096286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2011/01/compare-and-contrast.html' title='Compare and Contrast'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TT6FdPsfS2I/AAAAAAAACCk/ZXo7I-ltSJM/s72-c/splash+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-3030126771050741572</id><published>2011-01-19T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T23:04:07.367-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After the Fact</title><content type='html'>So, we all know how I &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/08/under-the-harvest-moon-sorry-for-the-delay/"&gt;felt&lt;/a&gt; about our wedding photography, and I'm not going to rehash all of that, but I did still have to make parents photo books for Christmas (I used MyPublisher and the parents loved them), which meant I had to get some pictures done right. &amp;nbsp;I found Peter Steinhoff on a photography forum and contacted him to see if he could work some magic. &amp;nbsp;He did what he could to reduce some of the noise, remove the red lines and worked on correcting the color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TTfbsh012AI/AAAAAAAACCI/6ZN41tiHFqM/s1600/comparison.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TTfbsh012AI/AAAAAAAACCI/6ZN41tiHFqM/s640/comparison.jpg" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;I'm not going to show the original photo, because, quite frankly I feel that would be a bit mean, so I've shown a small portion of the following (from top to bottom) original, edited by John &amp;amp; Whitney Canales and edited by Peter Steinhoff.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The original is super dark, grainy and has that damn red line. &amp;nbsp;Their edit is black and white because they wouldn't give me color edits, even after I expressed my unhappiness with all the black and white photos. &amp;nbsp;The edit from Peter is clearer, sufficiently lightened and the color is true, the line has also been removed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TTfYtfJzFUI/AAAAAAAACCA/MttyYnVum_s/s1600/jw+moh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TTfYtfJzFUI/AAAAAAAACCA/MttyYnVum_s/s400/jw+moh.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Edited by John &amp;amp; Whitney Canales. &amp;nbsp;The line is still there, it's just white and the picture is super grainy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TTfYtxXDs1I/AAAAAAAACCE/TIDRB5ucOlo/s1600/ps+moh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TTfYtxXDs1I/AAAAAAAACCE/TIDRB5ucOlo/s400/ps+moh.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Edited by Peter Steinhoff, no it's not perfect, but in my opinion it's a miracle considering the starting point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the cost associated with editing, I only got the pictures of the bridal party walking down the aisle, I did my best to edit the other photos on my own. &amp;nbsp;I got these photos back after I recapped this portion of the wedding so they didn't get to make their blogging debut until today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TTfch4Kq0vI/AAAAAAAACCM/qCe9mje0qdQ/s1600/ps+flower+girls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TTfch4Kq0vI/AAAAAAAACCM/qCe9mje0qdQ/s400/ps+flower+girls.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Another edit by Peter Steinhoff&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, it's not the ideal way to get wedding photos, which is why I would certainly recommend finding a reputable and experienced photographer in the first place. &amp;nbsp;Please, learn from my mistakes, but know that if you find yourself in the same situation, there is hope. &amp;nbsp;Miracles can't happen, but pictures can &amp;nbsp;get to a place that makes you happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'd like to contact Peter, he can be reached at pst@telia.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All images taken by John &amp;amp; Whitney Canales, editors are noted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-3030126771050741572?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/3030126771050741572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2011/01/after-fact.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/3030126771050741572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/3030126771050741572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2011/01/after-fact.html' title='After the Fact'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TTfbsh012AI/AAAAAAAACCI/6ZN41tiHFqM/s72-c/comparison.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-5280103983677552818</id><published>2011-01-09T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T22:02:52.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the Harvest Moon: Wrap Up</title><content type='html'>Sorry about the hiatus, I had 2 whole weeks off for Christmas. &amp;nbsp;So I fled to Texas for a whirlwind visit, San Antonio, Austin, Houston, Galveston, breakfast tacos! &amp;nbsp;So good, but anyway, I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the first dances, the reception slipped into that period of chatting, hanging out, &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/01/21/faux-to-booth/"&gt;photoboothing&lt;/a&gt; and some intermittent dancing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TSqd525hLTI/AAAAAAAACAA/YaGODtrpFWg/s1600/dancing+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TSqd525hLTI/AAAAAAAACAA/YaGODtrpFWg/s400/dancing+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I got to dance with flower girls and guest girls, this was my favorite part of weddings growing up, so I loved this part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TSqd5ShJyAI/AAAAAAAAB_8/lP3AB3MHUqk/s1600/dancing+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TSqd5ShJyAI/AAAAAAAAB_8/lP3AB3MHUqk/s400/dancing+1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photos above taken by John and Whitney Canales and edited by me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TSqd6pNMVPI/AAAAAAAACAI/kOpciUBdHls/s1600/photobooth_031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TSqd6pNMVPI/AAAAAAAACAI/kOpciUBdHls/s400/photobooth_031.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, Uncle James!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the Mr. and I headed over to Hotel Alsace to read cards, open a few gifts and crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TSqd6BS-cwI/AAAAAAAACAE/RFacqJBehbU/s1600/gifting.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TSqd6BS-cwI/AAAAAAAACAE/RFacqJBehbU/s400/gifting.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Mr. Moonbeam was determined to take the least flattering pictures of me, c'est la vie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, we met up with the out-of-towners for brunch at the hotel and actually got to talk with some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TSqd3LgnfgI/AAAAAAAAB_o/GUTH2W9KXr4/s1600/brunching+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TSqd3LgnfgI/AAAAAAAAB_o/GUTH2W9KXr4/s400/brunching+3.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TSqd1YDfWzI/AAAAAAAAB_g/y4ha4vh1Oxc/s1600/brunching+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TSqd1YDfWzI/AAAAAAAAB_g/y4ha4vh1Oxc/s400/brunching+1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I wish I got to see these ladies more often, but at least I made it to London last year and am planning on Seattle next year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TSqd2Fou3EI/AAAAAAAAB_k/AO1IPbgVSjI/s1600/brunching+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TSqd2Fou3EI/AAAAAAAAB_k/AO1IPbgVSjI/s400/brunching+2.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry, I had to throw in a picture of Mr. Moonbeam holding his cousin's newborn. &amp;nbsp;Ahh, someday (far, far away Mom).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we spent a couple of days hanging out in Castroville and relaxing until we headed back to LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TSqd5E8hqxI/AAAAAAAAB_4/2Lulj5ZHjRY/s1600/castroville+4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TSqd5E8hqxI/AAAAAAAAB_4/2Lulj5ZHjRY/s400/castroville+4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TSqd3kBh_pI/AAAAAAAAB_s/plgupLCCcPk/s1600/castroville+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TSqd3kBh_pI/AAAAAAAAB_s/plgupLCCcPk/s400/castroville+1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This picture pretty much sums up the attitude of Castroville: weathered wood and not so firm business hours.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TSqd4qHW1-I/AAAAAAAAB_0/9kPDz479XwY/s1600/castroville+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TSqd4qHW1-I/AAAAAAAAB_0/9kPDz479XwY/s400/castroville+3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Steak!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TSqd3z6PhyI/AAAAAAAAB_w/wg5jxyo64F8/s1600/castroville+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TSqd3z6PhyI/AAAAAAAAB_w/wg5jxyo64F8/s400/castroville+2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Newlyweds! Sort of.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;I've got just a couple more posts in store for y'all, but this post finishes up the wedding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Miss Anything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/12/03/first-dance-photos/"&gt;First Dances&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/11/17/czechwedding-grand-march/"&gt;Grand March&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/11/11/homemade-wedding-cake-3/"&gt;Cake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TPXqI2s6cII/AAAAAAAAB9s/x9TASdjAsr0/s1600/DSC_6819.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TPXqI2s6cII/AAAAAAAAB9s/x9TASdjAsr0/s400/DSC_6819.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Grand March, we began our first dance as husband and wife surrounded by all of our guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TPXqHksbWUI/AAAAAAAAB9k/fHR3LlEwIQo/s1600/1358.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TPXqHksbWUI/AAAAAAAAB9k/fHR3LlEwIQo/s400/1358.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo taken by Aunt Annie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chose to dance to 'This Will Be Our Year' by The Zombies. &amp;nbsp;It's two and a half minutes long (a short song was a big want from Mr. Moonbeam) and I'm in love with the lyrics. &lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;'The warmth of your love is like the warmth of the sun' &lt;/i&gt;would have to be my absolute favorite line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TPXqLmrrP3I/AAAAAAAAB98/I2R_5kd13LE/s1600/DSC_6876.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TPXqLmrrP3I/AAAAAAAAB98/I2R_5kd13LE/s400/DSC_6876.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't know if it's warmth or confusion with dance steps in his face, but I'll take it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Moonbeam also loves all things Zombies (the walking dead kind, not just the band), so it was kind of perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TPXqKCogRoI/AAAAAAAAB90/7i2FHnSOOCY/s1600/DSC_6852.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TPXqKCogRoI/AAAAAAAAB90/7i2FHnSOOCY/s400/DSC_6852.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We never got around to dance lessons (maybe Mr. Moonbeam refused to do them), but I did convince him to follow along to some online foxtrot tutorials in our living room &amp;nbsp;We learned enough to move around the dance floor and execute some twirls rather than just sway for 2.5 minutes. &amp;nbsp;It ended up being just fine, and check out my dress in action!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TPXqK9cQkhI/AAAAAAAAB94/Qm38MqpjpcE/s1600/DSC_6856.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TPXqK9cQkhI/AAAAAAAAB94/Qm38MqpjpcE/s400/DSC_6856.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TPXqJtrIGmI/AAAAAAAAB9w/qYfrG0g7_48/s1600/DSC_6839.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TPXqJtrIGmI/AAAAAAAAB9w/qYfrG0g7_48/s400/DSC_6839.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then Daddy Moonbeam and I danced to 'It's a Wonderful World' by Louis Armstrong. &amp;nbsp;Daddy Moonbeam narrowed it down to a couple of classics and I picked this one. &amp;nbsp;It's just lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TPXqMBbT7HI/AAAAAAAAB-A/0Y6z8Xvb5ws/s1600/DSC_6910.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TPXqMBbT7HI/AAAAAAAAB-A/0Y6z8Xvb5ws/s400/DSC_6910.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TPXqM1bw5wI/AAAAAAAAB-E/idCG0NTA6TU/s1600/IMG_6199_0006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TPXqM1bw5wI/AAAAAAAAB-E/idCG0NTA6TU/s400/IMG_6199_0006.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Moonbeam and his mother danced to 'You Can Never Hold Back Spring' by Tom Waits. &amp;nbsp;Mr. Moonbeam chose this one all by himself. &amp;nbsp;I don't really think it had much sentimental meaning, it's just a danceable song by his favorite singer of all time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TPXqNWMRMRI/AAAAAAAAB-I/Q42T54Khf6g/s1600/IMG_6202_0004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TPXqNWMRMRI/AAAAAAAAB-I/Q42T54Khf6g/s400/IMG_6202_0004.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo taken by Uncle Chris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had a dance with all of the bridal party paired off and guests joined in towards the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TPXuZq1DadI/AAAAAAAAB-M/lHC0AGo8TPg/s1600/DSC_6942.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TPXuZq1DadI/AAAAAAAAB-M/lHC0AGo8TPg/s400/DSC_6942.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All photos taken by John and Whitney Canales and edited by me unless otherwise noted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Miss Anything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/11/17/czechwedding-grand-march/"&gt;Grand March&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/11/11/homemade-wedding-cake-3/"&gt;Cake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/11/04/bbq-wedding-reception/"&gt;Reception: Part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/28/casual-wedding-food/"&gt;Reception: Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/14/wedding-reception-decor-2/"&gt;Reception: Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/07/couple-portraits/"&gt;Our portraits&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/05/bridal-party-photos/"&gt;Pics of the bridal party&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/05/bridal-party-photos/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/01/under-the-harvest-moon-the-ceremony/"&gt;The ceremony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/01/under-the-harvest-moon-the-ceremony/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/29/church-wedding-pictures/"&gt;Walking down the aisle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/23/wedding-makeup-3/"&gt;Getting ready&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/21/diy-wedding-flowers-3/"&gt;The last night&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/15/rehearsal-dinner-buffet/"&gt;Rehearsal dinner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/13/custom-stamped-bags/#more-161667"&gt;Some last minute projects&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/13/custom-stamped-bags/#more-161667"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/08/under-the-harvest-moon-sorry-for-the-delay/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sorry for the delay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-6923681062563765454?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/6923681062563765454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/11/under-harvest-moon-first-dances.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/6923681062563765454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/6923681062563765454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/11/under-harvest-moon-first-dances.html' title='Under the Harvest Moon: First Dances'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TPXqI2s6cII/AAAAAAAAB9s/x9TASdjAsr0/s72-c/DSC_6819.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-6667830593993393278</id><published>2010-11-16T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T22:35:30.820-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the Harvest Moon: The Grand March</title><content type='html'>Our first anniversary is this Sunday, and while it doesn't look like I'll finish my recaps by then, I am close and I'm really happy my favorite part of the night is up next in the recaps. &amp;nbsp;It's been quite a year and I'm really glad to look back on this extremely fun half hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling 'The Grand March' changes itself up for various cultures around the globe, but Mr. Moonbeam is part Czech and it's that part of his family that partakes in this fantastic tradition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TONz13XPERI/AAAAAAAAB88/PbOurnwn33k/s1600/DSC_6717.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TONz13XPERI/AAAAAAAAB88/PbOurnwn33k/s400/DSC_6717.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. MB's Aunt and Uncle led everybody throughout the dance. &amp;nbsp;All of the ladies lined up behind Aunt Debbie and all of the gents lined up behind Uncle Mark. &amp;nbsp;(Leaders first, then bride and groom, then bridal party, then the guests).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TONzgr2n4TI/AAAAAAAAB7s/OILE1-d_HC0/s1600/DSC_6721.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TONzgr2n4TI/AAAAAAAAB7s/OILE1-d_HC0/s400/DSC_6721.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TONzpwnnPLI/AAAAAAAAB8U/ca8kFY8HBu0/s1600/DSC_6756.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TONzpwnnPLI/AAAAAAAAB8U/ca8kFY8HBu0/s400/DSC_6756.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;The only real rule is to follow the person in front of you, and it's not terribly necessary that there only be ladies in the ladies line or gents in the gents line, or that there even be a pair of people in each section. &amp;nbsp;As you can see, we had all kinds of links in our chain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TONzulqNfFI/AAAAAAAAB8k/K_txyLi_9qU/s1600/DSC_6770.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TONzulqNfFI/AAAAAAAAB8k/K_txyLi_9qU/s400/DSC_6770.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TONz4Zwm2BI/AAAAAAAAB9M/hgzRBsioiEE/s1600/DSC_6730.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TONz4Zwm2BI/AAAAAAAAB9M/hgzRBsioiEE/s400/DSC_6730.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;They snaked us around the dance floor by simply marching to a polka beat with an occasional twirl for the ladies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TONzlPy7fmI/AAAAAAAAB8I/Z6YQM_ALGYM/s1600/DSC_6753.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TONzlPy7fmI/AAAAAAAAB8I/Z6YQM_ALGYM/s400/DSC_6753.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the ladies line diverged from the mens line and we had two lines snaking around the dance floor. &amp;nbsp;The lines got a bit tangled, but I think that's supposed to be part of the fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TONz5SbfQ6I/AAAAAAAAB9U/mMiVA1E5LG0/s1600/DSC_6737.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TONz5SbfQ6I/AAAAAAAAB9U/mMiVA1E5LG0/s400/DSC_6737.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a bit of that the two lines met up again and started making a human tunnel. &amp;nbsp;Go through the tunnel and add a piece to it, once everyone has gone through the leaders start unmaking the tunnel and going through what is left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TONzvHjQDuI/AAAAAAAAB8o/466V6YvY7K8/s1600/DSC_6797.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TONzvHjQDuI/AAAAAAAAB8o/466V6YvY7K8/s400/DSC_6797.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who have never done this, apparently pinching and mildly inappropriate patting is the norm, especially if you're the bride and have on a huge skirt that no one can actually feel your anatomy through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a little more snaking around the dance floor until the bride and groom are pushed into the center surrounded by an inner circle of the bridal party, then an outer circle of guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bride and groom dance around in the center and the circles of guests keep dancing around, occasionally raising their arms and moving inward to crowd the bride and groom for a bit before moving outward again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TONzwTQQ76I/AAAAAAAAB8w/kPW41f0KBOs/s1600/DSC_6811.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TONzwTQQ76I/AAAAAAAAB8w/kPW41f0KBOs/s400/DSC_6811.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point, the first dance song comes on and the guests stand around and allow the formal dances to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TONzxkyWnQI/AAAAAAAAB84/y82zrpc5sik/s1600/grand_march.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TONzxkyWnQI/AAAAAAAAB84/y82zrpc5sik/s400/grand_march.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo taken by Aunt Annie (and definitely my favorite picture of the night)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The whole thing takes about 20-30 minutes and is a great way to get everyone in on the fun. &amp;nbsp;There's no real skill involved, so even non-dancers can partake, but I was still twirled a lot and was therefore supremely happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All photos taken and edited by John and Whitney Canales unless otherwise noted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Miss Anything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/11/11/homemade-wedding-cake-3/"&gt;Cake&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/11/04/bbq-wedding-reception/"&gt;Reception: Part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/28/casual-wedding-food/"&gt;Reception: Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/14/wedding-reception-decor-2/"&gt;Reception: Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/07/couple-portraits/"&gt;Our portraits&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/05/bridal-party-photos/"&gt;Pics of the bridal party&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/05/bridal-party-photos/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/01/under-the-harvest-moon-the-ceremony/"&gt;The ceremony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/01/under-the-harvest-moon-the-ceremony/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/29/church-wedding-pictures/"&gt;Walking down the aisle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/23/wedding-makeup-3/"&gt;Getting ready&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/21/diy-wedding-flowers-3/"&gt;The last night&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/15/rehearsal-dinner-buffet/"&gt;Rehearsal dinner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/13/custom-stamped-bags/#more-161667"&gt;Some last minute projects&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/13/custom-stamped-bags/#more-161667"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/08/under-the-harvest-moon-sorry-for-the-delay/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sorry for the delay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-6667830593993393278?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/6667830593993393278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/11/under-harvest-moon-grand-march.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/6667830593993393278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/6667830593993393278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/11/under-harvest-moon-grand-march.html' title='Under the Harvest Moon: The Grand March'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TONz13XPERI/AAAAAAAAB88/PbOurnwn33k/s72-c/DSC_6717.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-4377662201748299642</id><published>2010-11-10T21:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T21:04:05.489-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the Harvest Moon: Cake</title><content type='html'>Now it was time for cake. &amp;nbsp;I think the general rule is to save this for a little later, because apparently many people think it's the 'end' of the reception. &amp;nbsp;I didn't really know that, and I just wanted cake, so we cut it. &amp;nbsp;A few people left earlier because of it, which kind of stinks, but I needed cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNt1Tb8mVnI/AAAAAAAAB68/YbCPNOVa5J8/s1600/1090.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNt1Tb8mVnI/AAAAAAAAB68/YbCPNOVa5J8/s400/1090.jpg" width="336" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo taken by London 'Maid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My sister and her friend made 'the' cake (chocolate with cream cheese frosting), I made the &lt;a href="http://www.craftstylish.com/item/2874/pretty-up-a-party-with-paper"&gt;topper&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;I'd just like to mention how in love I was with the homespun look of our cake. &amp;nbsp;I talked with my sister a few days before the wedding, when on a whim I decided I wanted a 'faded Tiffany blue' cake. &amp;nbsp;I sketched her something about 2" square and she and her friend made it happen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNt1Ua14mMI/AAAAAAAAB7A/Qc8WOaLuUao/s1600/1094.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNt1Ua14mMI/AAAAAAAAB7A/Qc8WOaLuUao/s400/1094.jpg" width="288" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo taken by London 'Maid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy MB made a couple of the cakes (chocolate pound cake, nameless cake, lemon chiffon cake) and some cookies (snickerdoodles, ginger snaps) with help from Grandma MB. &amp;nbsp;My Great Uncle made some impossible coconut pies, and my old roomie made a flourless chocolate cake. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNt1SlIK9ZI/AAAAAAAAB64/U1SOZZ_4jz4/s1600/1089.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNt1SlIK9ZI/AAAAAAAAB64/U1SOZZ_4jz4/s400/1089.jpg" width="315" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo taken by London 'Maid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr. MB's family got jam filled kolaches from the small town his Nana and Papaw are from. &amp;nbsp;(It was a great stop for Mr. MB and his family on their way into San Antonio from Houston, he met some distant relatives, saw the church his grandparents were married in and saw the house his Nana grew up in). &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNt1VQoSIhI/AAAAAAAAB7E/Jyva60cY3q0/s1600/DSC_6515.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNt1VQoSIhI/AAAAAAAAB7E/Jyva60cY3q0/s400/DSC_6515.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The groom's cake was made at &lt;a href="http://www.habysbakery.com/"&gt;Haby's Bakery in Castroville&lt;/a&gt;, it was &amp;nbsp;brownie cake with chocolate frosting. &amp;nbsp;Mr. MB loves films, so he got a movie camera on his cake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNt1V1_ntcI/AAAAAAAAB7I/mdW4p2AT4nI/s1600/DSC_6529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNt1V1_ntcI/AAAAAAAAB7I/mdW4p2AT4nI/s400/DSC_6529.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, it was a great spread, and with my overwhelming love for dessert and all things baked, it was really appropriate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then, I decided that right before we cut the cake (and everyone was already standing around watching) was the perfect time to explain to Mr. MB how it was all gonna go down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNt1Xc3GHJI/AAAAAAAAB7U/31nY06iCJhc/s1600/DSC_6648.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNt1Xc3GHJI/AAAAAAAAB7U/31nY06iCJhc/s400/DSC_6648.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now that we had a plan, It was time to get down to business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNt1X6g3amI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/38DUfOsr_9w/s1600/DSC_6655.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNt1X6g3amI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/38DUfOsr_9w/s400/DSC_6655.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We also cut the Groom's cake for good measure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNt1YgdWHeI/AAAAAAAAB7c/NlAqO8YEfz0/s1600/DSC_6687.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNt1YgdWHeI/AAAAAAAAB7c/NlAqO8YEfz0/s400/DSC_6687.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Do you notice my face, full of hope and excitement that the piece of cake won't fall on my dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNt1ZMH0shI/AAAAAAAAB7g/3kLrilwECSA/s1600/DSC_6696.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNt1ZMH0shI/AAAAAAAAB7g/3kLrilwECSA/s400/DSC_6696.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mmm, seriously, it was good, and I tried almost every dessert on that table. &amp;nbsp;But I did let everyone else dig in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNt1aAGvigI/AAAAAAAAB7k/UOQxdIU7YIs/s1600/DSC_6707.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNt1aAGvigI/AAAAAAAAB7k/UOQxdIU7YIs/s400/DSC_6707.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hungry yet?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All photos taken by John and Whitney Canales and edited by me, unless otherwise noted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/11/04/bbq-wedding-reception/"&gt;Reception: Part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/28/casual-wedding-food/"&gt;Reception: Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/14/wedding-reception-decor-2/"&gt;Reception: Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/07/couple-portraits/"&gt;Our portraits&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/05/bridal-party-photos/"&gt;Pics of the bridal party&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/05/bridal-party-photos/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/01/under-the-harvest-moon-the-ceremony/"&gt;The ceremony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/01/under-the-harvest-moon-the-ceremony/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/29/church-wedding-pictures/"&gt;Walking down the aisle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/23/wedding-makeup-3/"&gt;Getting ready&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/21/diy-wedding-flowers-3/"&gt;The last night&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/15/rehearsal-dinner-buffet/"&gt;Rehearsal dinner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/13/custom-stamped-bags/#more-161667"&gt;Some last minute projects&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; 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text-align: left;"&gt;It's speech time. &amp;nbsp;Momma MB gave a little welcome and thank you to everyone for coming out and then introduced our MOH and Best Man for the speeches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNDn4E8z7FI/AAAAAAAAB5w/FYfcJWBTB5Y/s1600/DSC_6592.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNDn4E8z7FI/AAAAAAAAB5w/FYfcJWBTB5Y/s400/DSC_6592.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sista' MB was up first. &amp;nbsp;She gets a bit nervous with public speaking, but she had it all planned out and had been memorizing. &amp;nbsp;I even got to hear a practice run. &amp;nbsp;I love that she took her role so seriously, and it worked out perfectly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNDn5dQv40I/AAAAAAAAB50/OfjDO5Xih2U/s1600/DSC_6599.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNDn5dQv40I/AAAAAAAAB50/OfjDO5Xih2U/s400/DSC_6599.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She started off giving Mr. MB his new title: BBILF (buh-bilf). &amp;nbsp;Best brother in law forever, stress on the forever part. &amp;nbsp;Then she gave him a few tips on how to deal with me (his doubly married, super for real wife). &amp;nbsp;You know, the usual: make sure I'm fed and make sure I get enough sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNDn_UtdJ2I/AAAAAAAAB6M/os8fJg6kJxo/s1600/IMG_6144_0090.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNDn_UtdJ2I/AAAAAAAAB6M/os8fJg6kJxo/s400/IMG_6144_0090.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Photo by Uncle Chris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;She got laughs from us and everyone else. &amp;nbsp;It was a very appropriate welcome for Mr. MB into our family and Sista' MB was super excited to be done with her most nerve wracking MOH task.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNDn6Uzrt2I/AAAAAAAAB54/pUppOKDZDRg/s1600/DSC_6608.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNDn6Uzrt2I/AAAAAAAAB54/pUppOKDZDRg/s400/DSC_6608.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was BIL MB's turn. &amp;nbsp;His speech was more of the heartfelt variety. &amp;nbsp;He talked about how caring Mr. MB is and how great it was to see him with somebody that made him happy (that would be me, cough).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNDn7YhRh2I/AAAAAAAAB58/qKRXtL2QXE4/s1600/DSC_6612.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNDn7YhRh2I/AAAAAAAAB58/qKRXtL2QXE4/s400/DSC_6612.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below is my make-a-weird-expression-to-avoid-crying face. &amp;nbsp;Thanks BIL MB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNDn8imzteI/AAAAAAAAB6A/9_XM5CDQl6Y/s1600/DSC_6622.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNDn8imzteI/AAAAAAAAB6A/9_XM5CDQl6Y/s400/DSC_6622.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNDn9qFf2OI/AAAAAAAAB6E/q5k8G6IKAf4/s1600/DSC_6626.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNDn9qFf2OI/AAAAAAAAB6E/q5k8G6IKAf4/s400/DSC_6626.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a hug or two and the speeches were done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note: we had the toasting flutes that have 'Bride' and 'Groom' written on them. &amp;nbsp;I noticed in some of the pictures (very magnified) that Mr. MB had the 'Bride' glass and I had the 'Groom' glass. Eh, details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All photos taken by John and Whitney Canales and edited by me unless otherwise noted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Miss Anything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/28/casual-wedding-food/"&gt;Reception: Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/14/wedding-reception-decor-2/"&gt;Reception: Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/07/couple-portraits/"&gt;Our portraits&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/05/bridal-party-photos/"&gt;Pics of the bridal party&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/05/bridal-party-photos/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/01/under-the-harvest-moon-the-ceremony/"&gt;The ceremony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/01/under-the-harvest-moon-the-ceremony/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/29/church-wedding-pictures/"&gt;Walking down the aisle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/23/wedding-makeup-3/"&gt;Getting ready&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/21/diy-wedding-flowers-3/"&gt;The last night&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/15/rehearsal-dinner-buffet/"&gt;Rehearsal dinner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/13/custom-stamped-bags/#more-161667"&gt;Some last minute projects&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/13/custom-stamped-bags/#more-161667"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/08/under-the-harvest-moon-sorry-for-the-delay/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sorry for the delay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-7008049451862773629?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/7008049451862773629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/11/reception-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/7008049451862773629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/7008049451862773629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/11/reception-part-3.html' title='Reception: Part 3'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TNDn4E8z7FI/AAAAAAAAB5w/FYfcJWBTB5Y/s72-c/DSC_6592.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-9111830575631462934</id><published>2010-10-26T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T22:04:52.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the Harvest Moon: Reception Part 2</title><content type='html'>The Food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to lie, I didn't put much thought into the food. &amp;nbsp;For apps we had standard veggie, fruit and cheese trays that were gone before Mr. MB and I even got there, whoops. &amp;nbsp;And for dinner I knew my budget, my location and the limits of catered food and went for the old Texas standby: BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.5dollardining.com/gen/Tx/SanAntonio/Restaurants/Snogas/Snogas.html"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TMenkJys4XI/AAAAAAAAB5U/vIaBLBJUKoI/s400/Meat.gif" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.5dollardining.com/gen/Tx/SanAntonio/Restaurants/Snogas/Snogas.html"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Momma MB is from the south side of San Antonio and remembered going to &lt;a href="http://www.5dollardining.com/gen/Tx/SanAntonio/Restaurants/Snogas/Snogas.html"&gt;Snoga's&lt;/a&gt; when she was younger. &amp;nbsp;Since our wedding was just outside of southern San Antonio, she knew that was where we'd be getting our food. &amp;nbsp;Lucky for us, it was unbelievably reasonable, downright cheap. &amp;nbsp;I think it came out to about $5.50/person for brisket &amp;amp; sausage topped with lovely bbq sauce, potato salad, pinto beans, cole slaw, white bread and iced tea. &amp;nbsp;Side notes for non-Texans, the cole slaw was vinegar based (immensely preferable to mayo based) and white bread is an absolute must with BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TMesOQgXnKI/AAAAAAAAB5g/ZZDkYG3H_f4/s1600/wedding+349+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TMesOQgXnKI/AAAAAAAAB5g/ZZDkYG3H_f4/s400/wedding+349+copy.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo taken by London 'maid and edited by me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually BBQ goes hand in hand with a not-so-great thing: styrofoam. &amp;nbsp;I didn't want dinner to be served on styrofoam plates, so we ordered compostable plates for dinner, and small little compostable trays for apps and dessert. &amp;nbsp;Unfortunately, I forgot about the styrofoam cups the tea was being served in. &amp;nbsp;Well, I tried. &amp;nbsp;I bought the plates and trays from &lt;a href="http://www.worldcentric.org/biocompostables"&gt;WorldCentric&lt;/a&gt;, an online biocompostables retailer. &amp;nbsp;They were sturdy, I liked the unbleached color and I thought they were well priced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TMesNAIeJsI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/-vr91mXl_O4/s1600/DSC_6357.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TMesNAIeJsI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/-vr91mXl_O4/s400/DSC_6357.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo taken by John and Whitney Canales and edited by me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, we often hear brides talk about not getting a second to eat, but that was never going to be me. &amp;nbsp;No one wants to see me hungry in my everyday life, so hunger, plus lack of sleep, plus stress of being 'on' all day meant that eating was necessary if a meltdown was to be avoided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally love how much space my dress takes up. Ladies, keep in mind the fact that you often have to make room for your garment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TMesN73nEGI/AAAAAAAAB5c/a6pSst0CPYA/s1600/DSC_6458.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TMesN73nEGI/AAAAAAAAB5c/a6pSst0CPYA/s400/DSC_6458.JPG" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo taken by John and Whitney Canales and edited by me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TMesTej4TmI/AAAAAAAAB5k/0bVU0U-HVIA/s1600/1201+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TMesTej4TmI/AAAAAAAAB5k/0bVU0U-HVIA/s400/1201+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo taken by Aunt Annie and edited by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh, and sorry for the short hiatus, I was in the Philippines!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TMeueqBNobI/AAAAAAAAB5o/-ueluIcXUOY/s1600/philippines+walkabout+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TMeueqBNobI/AAAAAAAAB5o/-ueluIcXUOY/s400/philippines+walkabout+003.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Personal photo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Miss Anything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/14/wedding-reception-decor-2/"&gt;Reception: Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/07/couple-portraits/"&gt;Our portraits&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/05/bridal-party-photos/"&gt;Pics of the bridal party&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/05/bridal-party-photos/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/01/under-the-harvest-moon-the-ceremony/"&gt;The ceremony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/01/under-the-harvest-moon-the-ceremony/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/29/church-wedding-pictures/"&gt;Walking down the aisle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/23/wedding-makeup-3/"&gt;Getting ready&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/21/diy-wedding-flowers-3/"&gt;The last night&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/15/rehearsal-dinner-buffet/"&gt;Rehearsal dinner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/13/custom-stamped-bags/#more-161667"&gt;Some last minute projects&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/13/custom-stamped-bags/#more-161667"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/08/under-the-harvest-moon-sorry-for-the-delay/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sorry for the delay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-9111830575631462934?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/9111830575631462934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/10/under-harvest-moon-reception-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/9111830575631462934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/9111830575631462934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/10/under-harvest-moon-reception-part-2.html' title='Under the Harvest Moon: Reception Part 2'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TMenkJys4XI/AAAAAAAAB5U/vIaBLBJUKoI/s72-c/Meat.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-7246735222044510920</id><published>2010-10-12T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T08:09:28.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the Harvest Moon: Reception Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We didn't really do an entrance, there wasn't an announcement or anything. &amp;nbsp;We just waited until everyone was there and settled (and we'd taken some pictures) and then walked into our reception, hand in hand as&lt;br /&gt;a team.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TLU6tn5NgMI/AAAAAAAAB48/DEH-yJtG2mo/s1600/wedding+344+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TLU6tn5NgMI/AAAAAAAAB48/DEH-yJtG2mo/s400/wedding+344+copy.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Photo taken by London 'maid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TLU6o8s_5-I/AAAAAAAAB4U/quKJSu8GKuE/s1600/DSC_6319.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TLU6o8s_5-I/AAAAAAAAB4U/quKJSu8GKuE/s400/DSC_6319.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We waved 'hello', got some applause and started mingling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TLU6pePkWEI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/Xiz1TN7PRM8/s1600/DSC_6325.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TLU6pePkWEI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/Xiz1TN7PRM8/s400/DSC_6325.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TLU6qN0ZehI/AAAAAAAAB4c/hDwyeeIzRhw/s1600/DSC_6351.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TLU6qN0ZehI/AAAAAAAAB4c/hDwyeeIzRhw/s400/DSC_6351.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We ditched our bouquets.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TLU6qhTr2zI/AAAAAAAAB4g/uQ81u_K6Y2c/s1600/DSC_6399.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TLU6qhTr2zI/AAAAAAAAB4g/uQ81u_K6Y2c/s400/DSC_6399.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Checked out our jazz band&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TLU6qxrMPYI/AAAAAAAAB4k/5h0AoktcHeM/s1600/DSC_6533.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TLU6qxrMPYI/AAAAAAAAB4k/5h0AoktcHeM/s400/DSC_6533.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then I had a mini portrait session when our photographer caught me up by the photobooth. (edited by me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TLU6rdld-1I/AAAAAAAAB4o/vmcKqbMgXlQ/s1600/DSC_6536.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TLU6rdld-1I/AAAAAAAAB4o/vmcKqbMgXlQ/s400/DSC_6536.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;What am I supposed to do here? (edited by me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TLU6rps63oI/AAAAAAAAB4s/EDJSBV2jB7s/s1600/DSC_6537.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TLU6rps63oI/AAAAAAAAB4s/EDJSBV2jB7s/s400/DSC_6537.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(edited by me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TLU6sD5g6pI/AAAAAAAAB4w/RtbSPjyA23U/s1600/DSC_6539.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TLU6sD5g6pI/AAAAAAAAB4w/RtbSPjyA23U/s400/DSC_6539.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(edited by me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TLU6smO9rsI/AAAAAAAAB40/JiZn5p--ruo/s1600/DSC_6540.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TLU6smO9rsI/AAAAAAAAB40/JiZn5p--ruo/s400/DSC_6540.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(edited by me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TLU6tLFCucI/AAAAAAAAB44/jOyoaKYb0Dk/s1600/IMG_6131_0102.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TLU6tLFCucI/AAAAAAAAB44/jOyoaKYb0Dk/s400/IMG_6131_0102.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And what would a Texas reception hall be without some antlers? (Taken by Uncle Chris)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up next in reception posts: cake, dancing and speeches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All photos taken and edited by John and Whitney Canales unless otherwise noted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Miss Anything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/07/couple-portraits/"&gt;Our portraits&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/05/bridal-party-photos/"&gt;Pics of the bridal party&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/05/bridal-party-photos/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/01/under-the-harvest-moon-the-ceremony/"&gt;The ceremony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/01/under-the-harvest-moon-the-ceremony/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/29/church-wedding-pictures/"&gt;Walking down the aisle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/23/wedding-makeup-3/"&gt;Getting ready&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/21/diy-wedding-flowers-3/"&gt;The last night&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/15/rehearsal-dinner-buffet/"&gt;Rehearsal dinner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/13/custom-stamped-bags/#more-161667"&gt;Some last minute projects&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/13/custom-stamped-bags/#more-161667"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/08/under-the-harvest-moon-sorry-for-the-delay/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sorry for the delay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-7246735222044510920?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/7246735222044510920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/10/under-harvest-moon-reception-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/7246735222044510920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/7246735222044510920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/10/under-harvest-moon-reception-part-1.html' title='Under the Harvest Moon: Reception Part 1'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TLU6tn5NgMI/AAAAAAAAB48/DEH-yJtG2mo/s72-c/wedding+344+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-5174129720832427818</id><published>2010-10-06T23:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T23:02:10.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the Harvest Moon: Pictures of a Couple in Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Next, we headed over to an area near the reception hall and took a few shots of just Mr. Moonbeam and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TK1fjBsaXeI/AAAAAAAAB3w/Lwl4uceEReo/s1600/DSC_6244.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TK1fjBsaXeI/AAAAAAAAB3w/Lwl4uceEReo/s400/DSC_6244.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We stole a kiss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TK1fjhJwD0I/AAAAAAAAB30/qqbXy6HKTjU/s1600/DSC_6263.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TK1fjhJwD0I/AAAAAAAAB30/qqbXy6HKTjU/s400/DSC_6263.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Grabbed a seat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TK1fkkcORJI/AAAAAAAAB34/cX_jjK3eIb8/s1600/DSC_6265.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TK1fkkcORJI/AAAAAAAAB34/cX_jjK3eIb8/s400/DSC_6265.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Checked out our new hardware&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TK1fk0Yr0iI/AAAAAAAAB38/1TeiuArQXbo/s1600/DSC_6270.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TK1fk0Yr0iI/AAAAAAAAB38/1TeiuArQXbo/s400/DSC_6270.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Took a moment to reflect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TK1flQ_XTFI/AAAAAAAAB4A/Q0wZuzW6cDo/s1600/DSC_6272.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TK1flQ_XTFI/AAAAAAAAB4A/Q0wZuzW6cDo/s400/DSC_6272.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TK1fl_0tIzI/AAAAAAAAB4E/TuqiBbxrrOA/s1600/DSC_6274.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TK1fl_0tIzI/AAAAAAAAB4E/TuqiBbxrrOA/s400/DSC_6274.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Kissing is much less awkward without your siblings watching&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TK1fmsJE1TI/AAAAAAAAB4I/gi9EsO_uuco/s1600/DSC_6279.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TK1fmsJE1TI/AAAAAAAAB4I/gi9EsO_uuco/s400/DSC_6279.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is pretty typical of us: Mr. Moonbeam kissing my nose, me scrunching up my face in mild protest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TK1fmyUTqiI/AAAAAAAAB4M/dfLpZmtRgss/s1600/DSC_6289.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TK1fmyUTqiI/AAAAAAAAB4M/dfLpZmtRgss/s400/DSC_6289.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TK1fnmr7PtI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/PIQZTCm_1c0/s1600/DSC_6290.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TK1fnmr7PtI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/PIQZTCm_1c0/s400/DSC_6290.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just being close and happy about our recent declarations in front of friends and family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All photos taken by John and Whitney Canales and edited by me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Miss Anything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/05/bridal-party-photos/"&gt;Pics of the bridal party&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/05/bridal-party-photos/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/01/under-the-harvest-moon-the-ceremony/"&gt;The ceremony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/01/under-the-harvest-moon-the-ceremony/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/29/church-wedding-pictures/"&gt;Walking down the aisle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/23/wedding-makeup-3/"&gt;Getting ready&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/21/diy-wedding-flowers-3/"&gt;The last night&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/15/rehearsal-dinner-buffet/"&gt;Rehearsal dinner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/13/custom-stamped-bags/#more-161667"&gt;Some last minute projects&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/13/custom-stamped-bags/#more-161667"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/08/under-the-harvest-moon-sorry-for-the-delay/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sorry for the delay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Love'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TK1fjBsaXeI/AAAAAAAAB3w/Lwl4uceEReo/s72-c/DSC_6244.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-2570046494326111371</id><published>2010-10-04T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T22:03:01.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the Harvest Moon: Bridal Party Photos</title><content type='html'>After the ceremony I grabbed my ladies, Mr. Moonbeam grabbed his guys and we walked around the church grounds and took some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrGauhvyI/AAAAAAAAB14/vd7VHZs3e4g/s1600/DSC_6114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrGauhvyI/AAAAAAAAB14/vd7VHZs3e4g/s400/DSC_6114.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Sista MB helped me with my dress&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrH5HnCFI/AAAAAAAAB2A/MJgRViW7gkY/s1600/DSC_6132+eg+edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrH5HnCFI/AAAAAAAAB2A/MJgRViW7gkY/s400/DSC_6132+eg+edit.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;edited by me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrHLDMobI/AAAAAAAAB18/pjOqhbmRuuo/s1600/DSC_6125.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrHLDMobI/AAAAAAAAB18/pjOqhbmRuuo/s400/DSC_6125.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We showed off the flowers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrH5HnCFI/AAAAAAAAB2A/MJgRViW7gkY/s1600/DSC_6132+eg+edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrH5HnCFI/AAAAAAAAB2A/MJgRViW7gkY/s400/DSC_6132+eg+edit.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;We played it cool&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrN2Y-SqI/AAAAAAAAB20/CcVfRd7PiEQ/s1600/DSC_6234.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrN2Y-SqI/AAAAAAAAB20/CcVfRd7PiEQ/s400/DSC_6234.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then we struck a silly pose, I have no connection to Charlie's Angels, I don't know why we did this, I should've thought some things out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrIaFrMsI/AAAAAAAAB2E/9MJKiKMQB4Y/s1600/DSC_6140+eg+edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrIaFrMsI/AAAAAAAAB2E/9MJKiKMQB4Y/s400/DSC_6140+eg+edit.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We got ready for a jump (edited by me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrJDKWOQI/AAAAAAAAB2I/-CaxwvzljS8/s1600/DSC_6143+eg+edit.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrJDKWOQI/AAAAAAAAB2I/-CaxwvzljS8/s400/DSC_6143+eg+edit.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We caught some air (edited by me)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrJxkKnzI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/9A3PQyzARe8/s1600/DSC_6159.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrJxkKnzI/AAAAAAAAB2Q/9A3PQyzARe8/s400/DSC_6159.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We smooched (I'm not gonna lie, this felt totally awkward)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrKeAWcFI/AAAAAAAAB2U/4jBrKym1suI/s1600/DSC_6190.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrKeAWcFI/AAAAAAAAB2U/4jBrKym1suI/s400/DSC_6190.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For some reason I thought a game of Red Rover was a good idea&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrLQxqblI/AAAAAAAAB2c/ooMo5F-8VaM/s1600/DSC_6202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrLQxqblI/AAAAAAAAB2c/ooMo5F-8VaM/s400/DSC_6202.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Don't ask me why, again should have come up with ideas beforehand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrLnlTGqI/AAAAAAAAB2g/rzvmBvviG3w/s1600/DSC_6205.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrLnlTGqI/AAAAAAAAB2g/rzvmBvviG3w/s400/DSC_6205.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I guess Red Rover had it's moments&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrK_A20OI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/M-JSFENgPcM/s1600/DSC_6194.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrK_A20OI/AAAAAAAAB2Y/M-JSFENgPcM/s400/DSC_6194.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;maybe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrMu78PmI/AAAAAAAAB2o/ed8dx9tEegY/s1600/DSC_6215.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrMu78PmI/AAAAAAAAB2o/ed8dx9tEegY/s400/DSC_6215.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Loved this picture so much, you get it twice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrMDLH_jI/AAAAAAAAB2k/SEKKLKI7gxk/s1600/DSC_6215+eg+edit.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrMDLH_jI/AAAAAAAAB2k/SEKKLKI7gxk/s400/DSC_6215+eg+edit.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Color edit by me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrNCuVubI/AAAAAAAAB2s/52xVTfjnrWQ/s1600/DSC_6216.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrNCuVubI/AAAAAAAAB2s/52xVTfjnrWQ/s400/DSC_6216.jpg" style="cursor: move;" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So suave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrNs0G0FI/AAAAAAAAB2w/mP3KpTymGeE/s1600/DSC_6226.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrNs0G0FI/AAAAAAAAB2w/mP3KpTymGeE/s400/DSC_6226.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Now for 'the poses'.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;All photos taken and edited by John and Whitney Canales unless otherwise noted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; 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href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/10/01/under-the-harvest-moon-the-ceremony/"&gt;The ceremony&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/29/church-wedding-pictures/"&gt;Walking Down the Aisle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" 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normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/21/diy-wedding-flowers-3/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;The Last Night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span 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black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/13/custom-stamped-bags/#more-161667"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Some last minute projects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKqrGauhvyI/AAAAAAAAB14/vd7VHZs3e4g/s72-c/DSC_6114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-6197932085010367718</id><published>2010-09-30T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T23:20:00.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the Harvest Moon: The Ceremony</title><content type='html'>When I left off, we'd just made it up to the altar. &amp;nbsp;Our priest then welcomed everybody and proceeded to pay our flower girls and ring bearer for doing such a wonderful job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV34liVi-I/AAAAAAAAB0s/Xh66pWeSHFY/s1600/IMG_6105_0124.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV34liVi-I/AAAAAAAAB0s/Xh66pWeSHFY/s400/IMG_6105_0124.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo by Uncle Chris&lt;/div&gt;Some flower girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV3oiKvrlI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/HAmRK0-K5sU/s1600/DSC_5880.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV3oiKvrlI/AAAAAAAAB0Q/HAmRK0-K5sU/s400/DSC_5880.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended up with more than the $1 they were paid by the priest, while some might have been swindled for flower petals during the ceremony. &amp;nbsp;Tricksy flower girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he made sure Granny got her purse back, someone held it for her at the back of the church for her walk down the aisle and he wanted to make sure she got it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV4bNp_2dI/AAAAAAAAB1I/XZRGdGEensQ/s1600/wedding+231.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV4bNp_2dI/AAAAAAAAB1I/XZRGdGEensQ/s400/wedding+231.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo by Aunt Annie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our ceremony was fairly standard, I found this &lt;a href="http://www.catholicweddinghelp.com/topics/readings-rite.htm"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; helpful in choosing. &amp;nbsp;My Aunt read Tobit 8:5-7. &amp;nbsp;Mr. Moonbeam's cousin read Corinthians 12:31-13:8. &amp;nbsp;For the Gospel we chose, John 15:9-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the ceremony, our priest had Sista MB and BIL MB tell our guests what they thought our greatest strengths were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV35KlMxgI/AAAAAAAAB0w/M4RhriPCXIM/s1600/IMG_6106_0123.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV35KlMxgI/AAAAAAAAB0w/M4RhriPCXIM/s400/IMG_6106_0123.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sista MB getting her instructions. Photo by Uncle Chris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV46WPoD7I/AAAAAAAAB1k/4T_Co_a5XKI/s1600/wedding+236.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV46WPoD7I/AAAAAAAAB1k/4T_Co_a5XKI/s400/wedding+236.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And I let her know (via a sneaky face) that it better be good. Photo by Aunt Annie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sista MB told our guests that my independence was my greatest quality (I was super pleased to know that's what she thinks). &amp;nbsp;Our priest (a longtime family friend) commented that independence is great, but that I shouldn't really let it edge over to stubbornness like Momma MB had. &amp;nbsp;This led to a pretty good laugh from the guests (Momma MB was probably laughing the hardest).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV47Nxqz-I/AAAAAAAAB1o/i3uZalu7d0w/s1600/wedding+249.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="280" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV47Nxqz-I/AAAAAAAAB1o/i3uZalu7d0w/s400/wedding+249.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo by Aunt Annie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIL MB was caught off guard, but pulled it together and told our guests about Mr. MB's caring attitude towards others (I'd have to agree with this).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV3msYAUAI/AAAAAAAAB0A/kwby2d3Jy5k/s1600/DSC_5866.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV3msYAUAI/AAAAAAAAB0A/kwby2d3Jy5k/s400/DSC_5866.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV3nN8SoKI/AAAAAAAAB0E/Or5d3o88Rzs/s1600/DSC_5867.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV3nN8SoKI/AAAAAAAAB0E/Or5d3o88Rzs/s400/DSC_5867.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV3nk31mFI/AAAAAAAAB0I/MJ2E7AwGxx4/s1600/DSC_5868.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV3nk31mFI/AAAAAAAAB0I/MJ2E7AwGxx4/s400/DSC_5868.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time for the actual marriage part (we did the traditional vows for this ceremony) and for me to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV48yGhyKI/AAAAAAAAB1w/hC5-Cdl4UiI/s1600/wedding+261.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="306" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV48yGhyKI/AAAAAAAAB1w/hC5-Cdl4UiI/s400/wedding+261.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo by Aunt Annie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We exchanged rings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV48Gmv_KI/AAAAAAAAB1s/dcrNLdUA8iI/s1600/wedding+259+-+Copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV48Gmv_KI/AAAAAAAAB1s/dcrNLdUA8iI/s400/wedding+259+-+Copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo by Aunt Annie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV3uYLdTSI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/FENF6Vpaa7o/s1600/DSC_5888.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV3uYLdTSI/AAAAAAAAB0Y/FENF6Vpaa7o/s400/DSC_5888.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then our cousins brought up the Eucharist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV35fIPm0I/AAAAAAAAB00/xeMgy9vrqMA/s1600/IMG_6111_0118.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV35fIPm0I/AAAAAAAAB00/xeMgy9vrqMA/s400/IMG_6111_0118.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo by Uncle Chris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point it was time to remember our loved ones, lost. &amp;nbsp;We had our grandmothers light candles of remembrance for our grandfathers who had passed. &amp;nbsp;This was especially important to us because Mr. MB's step-grandfather had passed only a few months before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV5I51uhVI/AAAAAAAAB10/xzG36Y2ib1I/s1600/wedding+266.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV5I51uhVI/AAAAAAAAB10/xzG36Y2ib1I/s400/wedding+266.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo by Aunt Annie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterward our uncles acted as Eucharistic Ministers for communion (the great part of a full Catholic mass is that there are so many ways to get family involved).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV404nyJCI/AAAAAAAAB1U/MGdiQcemyA0/s1600/IMG_6115_0115.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV404nyJCI/AAAAAAAAB1U/MGdiQcemyA0/s400/IMG_6115_0115.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo by Uncle Chris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then my favorite part of mass, the Sign of Peace, who doesn't love a few hugs from your new family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV4ZvKlD0I/AAAAAAAAB08/idvtTZDu6LM/s1600/IMG_6114_0116.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV4ZvKlD0I/AAAAAAAAB08/idvtTZDu6LM/s400/IMG_6114_0116.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo by Uncle Chris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the ceremony, we were announced as 'Travis and Eileen, husband and wife' (thanks for finding a nice way to avoid the Mr. and Mrs. shared last name that I didn't take). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV41fJxruI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/UPseaU2f9H8/s1600/IMG_6120_0112.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV41fJxruI/AAAAAAAAB1Y/UPseaU2f9H8/s400/IMG_6120_0112.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo by Uncle Chris&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked down the aisle,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV3vmL73GI/AAAAAAAAB0g/pQCSfsftnJI/s1600/DSC_5977.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV3vmL73GI/AAAAAAAAB0g/pQCSfsftnJI/s400/DSC_5977.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunt Annie snapped this picture from the balcony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV3f5q9YmI/AAAAAAAABzw/F8hMYwHzLxs/s1600/760.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV3f5q9YmI/AAAAAAAABzw/F8hMYwHzLxs/s400/760.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo by Aunt Annie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And we waited outside to greet our guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV3wAyo8yI/AAAAAAAAB0k/tyY54r0Y39Y/s1600/DSC_6001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKV3wAyo8yI/AAAAAAAAB0k/tyY54r0Y39Y/s400/DSC_6001.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people were asking me during the planning stages what would happen at a Catholic ceremony if you were already legally married. &amp;nbsp;I wasn't terribly worried about what was going to happen, I just wanted to be married by our family's favorite priest. &amp;nbsp;But, for those who want to know, our priest chose to reword some parts of the ceremony, they were subtle and I didn't realize it until well into the ceremony, but he said things like 'recommit to each other', 'kiss for old times sake' instead of kiss the bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;All photos taken by John and Whitney Canales and edited by me unless otherwise noted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Miss Anything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/29/church-wedding-pictures/"&gt;Walking Down the Aisle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/23/wedding-makeup-3/"&gt;Getting Ready&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/21/diy-wedding-flowers-3/"&gt;The Last Night&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLYCZbi4uI/AAAAAAAAByo/X50WPLIzOro/s1600/DSC_5726+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLYCZbi4uI/AAAAAAAAByo/X50WPLIzOro/s400/DSC_5726+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Up next were Daddy Moonbeam's parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLYEoSEv9I/AAAAAAAABys/MnZ4QoZXLu0/s1600/DSC_5735+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLYEoSEv9I/AAAAAAAABys/MnZ4QoZXLu0/s400/DSC_5735+copy.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Followed by Mr. Moonbeam's Granny, escorted by BIL Moonbeam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLYGOzCvyI/AAAAAAAAByw/Zf0kmMlno_M/s1600/DSC_5738+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLYGOzCvyI/AAAAAAAAByw/Zf0kmMlno_M/s400/DSC_5738+copy.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And Mr. Moonbeam's Nana and Papaw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLYGR8wr5I/AAAAAAAABy0/dBIdzNsDetg/s1600/DSC_5741+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLYGR8wr5I/AAAAAAAABy0/dBIdzNsDetg/s400/DSC_5741+copy.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then Mr. Moonbeam's parents made their way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLYHHiXfXI/AAAAAAAABy4/n4tNlBjsnIk/s1600/DSC_5744+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLYHHiXfXI/AAAAAAAABy4/n4tNlBjsnIk/s400/DSC_5744+copy.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Next, Momma Moonbeam made her way down, escorted by Brother MB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLZMv5g-vI/AAAAAAAABy8/1V7cpLq1Lew/s1600/DSC_5747+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLZMv5g-vI/AAAAAAAABy8/1V7cpLq1Lew/s400/DSC_5747+copy.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;London 'maid and Groomsman Greg started off the bridal party.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLZND7QdUI/AAAAAAAABzA/GRuqRCOpohg/s1600/DSC_5750+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLZND7QdUI/AAAAAAAABzA/GRuqRCOpohg/s400/DSC_5750+copy.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Followed by Seattle 'maid and her entourage, Groomsmen John and DW.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLZO34DuFI/AAAAAAAABzE/QaeRxBwCaAY/s1600/DSC_5753+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLZO34DuFI/AAAAAAAABzE/QaeRxBwCaAY/s400/DSC_5753+copy.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Brother Moonbeam made another appearance, this time escorting Cuz 'maid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLZQQpRK0I/AAAAAAAABzI/ao3pN2NpZJw/s1600/DSC_5755+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLZQQpRK0I/AAAAAAAABzI/ao3pN2NpZJw/s400/DSC_5755+copy.jpg" width="250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Our traveling troupe of adorableness came next. &amp;nbsp;(I never posted about it, but they're carrying wire and wicker baskets with sheer,&amp;nbsp;iridescent&amp;nbsp;ribbon knotted to the top wire)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLZRNuwv1I/AAAAAAAABzM/L8i_3EsX6Po/s1600/DSC_5771+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLZRNuwv1I/AAAAAAAABzM/L8i_3EsX6Po/s400/DSC_5771+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLaKYVQhFI/AAAAAAAABzQ/5q11G49ZDvA/s1600/DSC_5772+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLaKYVQhFI/AAAAAAAABzQ/5q11G49ZDvA/s400/DSC_5772+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Then, Sista Moonbeam headed down the aisle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLaMPjTIyI/AAAAAAAABzU/5uYYrIKr1N0/s1600/DSC_5777+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLaMPjTIyI/AAAAAAAABzU/5uYYrIKr1N0/s400/DSC_5777+copy.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Now, it was time for Daddy Moonbeam and I to head down, one last picture outside.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLaf-VKtPI/AAAAAAAABzk/rJSaQ7LrqTA/s1600/wedding+178+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLaf-VKtPI/AAAAAAAABzk/rJSaQ7LrqTA/s400/wedding+178+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Picture taken by Aunt Annie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;And, we're off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLaNxAthfI/AAAAAAAABzY/8oqd13t40jk/s1600/DSC_5785+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLaNxAthfI/AAAAAAAABzY/8oqd13t40jk/s400/DSC_5785+copy.jpg" width="265" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Still going, but Mr. Moonbeam's in my sights now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLaORbuxRI/AAAAAAAABzc/LcP72y0G3HA/s1600/DSC_5786+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLaORbuxRI/AAAAAAAABzc/LcP72y0G3HA/s400/DSC_5786+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;The hand off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLaQTR7qGI/AAAAAAAABzg/LkUifrBXido/s1600/DSC_5791+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLaQTR7qGI/AAAAAAAABzg/LkUifrBXido/s400/DSC_5791+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Just a couple of steps to get to the altar (please no tripping).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLbFBWTM0I/AAAAAAAABzo/D0Wj_zLA3G4/s1600/DSC_5793+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TKLbFBWTM0I/AAAAAAAABzo/D0Wj_zLA3G4/s400/DSC_5793+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And, we've arrived. &amp;nbsp;Up next the ceremony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: 'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Miss Anything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/23/wedding-makeup-3/"&gt;Getting Ready&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/21/diy-wedding-flowers-3/"&gt;The Last Night&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/15/rehearsal-dinner-buffet/"&gt;Rehearsal Dinner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/13/custom-stamped-bags/#more-161667"&gt;Some last minute projects&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-size: medium; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrqo_7e4SI/AAAAAAAABvE/P5hKTGdN5fs/s1600/DSC_5455+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrqo_7e4SI/AAAAAAAABvE/P5hKTGdN5fs/s400/DSC_5455+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had Cuz 'maid do my makeup, she may be younger, but she is far superior than me in her knowledge of makeup, hair and other things that some ladies know about. &amp;nbsp;She's a whiz at all the girly stuff and helped all the bridesmaids and myself out. &amp;nbsp;Thanks Megan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrqqmvy1VI/AAAAAAAABvM/ah7n-P0UBVY/s1600/DSC_5466.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrqqmvy1VI/AAAAAAAABvM/ah7n-P0UBVY/s400/DSC_5466.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I consulted with some friends before the wedding and came up with this makeup cocktail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sephora.com/browse/product.jhtml?id=P9889"&gt;Smashbox Photo Finish Primer (light)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sephora.com/browse/product.jhtml?id=P104914&amp;amp;searchString=dior%20airflash"&gt;Dior Airflash Spray Foundation (color 300)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sephora.com/browse/product.jhtml?id=P61005&amp;amp;searchString=bare%20escentuals%20a%20little%20sun"&gt;Bare Minerals Bronzer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.maybelline.com/Product/Lip/LipGloss/superstay-gloss.htm"&gt;Maybelline Superstay Gloss (color 105)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.maybelline.com/Product/Eye/Mascara/the-colossal-volum-express-waterproof.htm"&gt;Maybelline the Colossal Volum' Express Mascara&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever eyeshadow my cousin had on hand and that was it.&amp;nbsp;I had my first facial a few days before the wedding, so my skin was feelin' good and in keeping with my standard style the makeup was pretty simple and clean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For hair, I might have put some texture putty in my hair or not, don't remember. &amp;nbsp;But, to get the birdcage veil in there I took the advice of my old neighbor (a makeup artist and hair stylist).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tease a tuft of hair for the veil comb to go into, spray it with hairspray and tease again, spray one more time and stick the veil comb in. &amp;nbsp;Then lay the veil where you want it, and hairspray it into shape. &amp;nbsp;It came out once when someone got a piece of it in the middle of a hug, but I stuck it back in and it stayed in place all &amp;nbsp;night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the prettification, we headed over to the church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrqsB4c_PI/AAAAAAAABvU/FS-J1IFqq9Q/s1600/DSC_5480+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrqsB4c_PI/AAAAAAAABvU/FS-J1IFqq9Q/s400/DSC_5480+copy.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When we got there the rectory was buzzing. &amp;nbsp;Corsages and bouts were being handed out. &amp;nbsp;Flower girls were dressed (in Momma Moonbeam couture) and ready to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrsmwmZDaI/AAAAAAAABxs/IQpgB1mYCDY/s1600/wedding+095+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrsmwmZDaI/AAAAAAAABxs/IQpgB1mYCDY/s400/wedding+095+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My cousin helped me behead some roses, so that those sweet little ladies could have some petals to throw around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrsp0XOhcI/AAAAAAAABx0/pGNut91MOfE/s1600/wedding+105+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrsp0XOhcI/AAAAAAAABx0/pGNut91MOfE/s400/wedding+105+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Grandma Moonbeam did a final pressing of my dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrssU0D8bI/AAAAAAAABx8/vwZS6GvuMZ8/s1600/wedding+117+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrssU0D8bI/AAAAAAAABx8/vwZS6GvuMZ8/s400/wedding+117+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Photo by Aunt Annie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And my ladies were on hand to help me get into it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrsvGNdXgI/AAAAAAAAByE/DmhJcFUs-Fw/s1600/wedding+125+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrsvGNdXgI/AAAAAAAAByE/DmhJcFUs-Fw/s400/wedding+125+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Photo by Aunt Annie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;The guys didn't get together to get dressed, but they were all at the church on time (unlike me) and ready to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrqtwX8FqI/AAAAAAAABvc/XWlq4lVvmL0/s1600/DSC_5503+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrqtwX8FqI/AAAAAAAABvc/XWlq4lVvmL0/s400/DSC_5503+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A quick shot of Brother and Sister Moonbeam. &amp;nbsp;Brother Moonbeam even shaved without me asking him to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrshmLSR8I/AAAAAAAABxc/6ATKC2wNtOs/s1600/wedding+075+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrshmLSR8I/AAAAAAAABxc/6ATKC2wNtOs/s400/wedding+075+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Photo by Aunt Annie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And back to me... and my dress. &amp;nbsp;In all it's French-seamed-by-Momma-Moonbeam loveliness.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrqv_0V9qI/AAAAAAAABvk/LG0llB0vhbE/s1600/DSC_5528+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrqv_0V9qI/AAAAAAAABvk/LG0llB0vhbE/s400/DSC_5528+copy.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The requisite army of people to put the thing on without messing up hair and makeup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrq0Zcja5I/AAAAAAAABv0/X-X0LfvjKE0/s1600/DSC_5537+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrq0Zcja5I/AAAAAAAABv0/X-X0LfvjKE0/s400/DSC_5537+copy.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attaching the family heirloom lace train, it's removable so other ladies in my family can use it. &amp;nbsp;But I get to keep it, sorry first daughter's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrq2em7_cI/AAAAAAAABv8/x0qrIdvOFws/s1600/DSC_5554+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrq2em7_cI/AAAAAAAABv8/x0qrIdvOFws/s400/DSC_5554+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrq4noj33I/AAAAAAAABwE/davs6hDKdq4/s1600/DSC_5575+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrq4noj33I/AAAAAAAABwE/davs6hDKdq4/s400/DSC_5575+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aunt Eileen putting on the heirloom necklace that I borrowed from Daddy Moonbeam's side of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrq9XHWTpI/AAAAAAAABwM/w7SvI-HHupo/s1600/DSC_5593+(2)+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrq9XHWTpI/AAAAAAAABwM/w7SvI-HHupo/s400/DSC_5593+(2)+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then London 'maid helped me with my garter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrrAv-fTQI/AAAAAAAABwU/aF4wY590Buo/s1600/DSC_5595+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrrAv-fTQI/AAAAAAAABwU/aF4wY590Buo/s400/DSC_5595+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It started out innocently enough... and then giggles, lots of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrrDK57GII/AAAAAAAABwc/DlIYg01iBys/s1600/DSC_5601+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrrDK57GII/AAAAAAAABwc/DlIYg01iBys/s400/DSC_5601+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A few pictures of me and my ladies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrrFCCw88I/AAAAAAAABwk/bwsxgv9XBWU/s1600/DSC_5633+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrrFCCw88I/AAAAAAAABwk/bwsxgv9XBWU/s400/DSC_5633+copy.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Check out the flowers! &amp;nbsp;So bright and happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrrHBUE-BI/AAAAAAAABws/JXE6ElEJPlk/s1600/DSC_5642.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrrHBUE-BI/AAAAAAAABws/JXE6ElEJPlk/s400/DSC_5642.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Taking a second with Momma Moonbeam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrrJ-HpkVI/AAAAAAAABw0/nO0ilXjxGos/s1600/DSC_5664.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrrJ-HpkVI/AAAAAAAABw0/nO0ilXjxGos/s400/DSC_5664.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then it was a short walk to the church doors, where my littlest cousin met up with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrrMA7eP-I/AAAAAAAABw8/984jyCtVzfU/s1600/DSC_5673+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrrMA7eP-I/AAAAAAAABw8/984jyCtVzfU/s400/DSC_5673+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And here is a gratuitous shot of my train and full skirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrsakV-GzI/AAAAAAAABxE/2xMWJ5HqypE/s1600/DSC_5676+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrsakV-GzI/AAAAAAAABxE/2xMWJ5HqypE/s400/DSC_5676+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We had a few minutes outside as everyone started making their way inside, and pretty soon it was all gonna go down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrse_17cvI/AAAAAAAABxU/YWeNrSlPtIQ/s1600/DSC_5707+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrse_17cvI/AAAAAAAABxU/YWeNrSlPtIQ/s400/DSC_5707+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But since I had a few minutes to kill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrszFVI75I/AAAAAAAAByU/6XRx4royiDQ/s1600/wedding+207+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="382" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrszFVI75I/AAAAAAAAByU/6XRx4royiDQ/s400/wedding+207+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Aunt Annie took a couple of shots of my flowers, complete with embroidered handkerchief from Mr. Moonbeam's family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrsxFvlxdI/AAAAAAAAByM/lZ28-dXP6Qw/s1600/wedding+203+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJrsxFvlxdI/AAAAAAAAByM/lZ28-dXP6Qw/s400/wedding+203+copy.jpg" width="253" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All photos taken by John and Whitney Canales and edited by me unless otherwise noted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Miss Anything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/21/diy-wedding-flowers-3/"&gt;The Last Night&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/15/rehearsal-dinner-buffet/"&gt;Rehearsal Dinner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/13/custom-stamped-bags/#more-161667"&gt;Some last minute projects&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJZ_lR8xWRI/AAAAAAAABts/BRjRAFCk6Tc/s1600/more+mums.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJZ_lR8xWRI/AAAAAAAABts/BRjRAFCk6Tc/s400/more+mums.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;We laid out garbage bags and just started out trimming all the extra foliage off. &amp;nbsp;There were sunflowers and lots of mums.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJZ_uxMFemI/AAAAAAAABuM/nWafNNmNMXk/s1600/mums.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="363" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJZ_uxMFemI/AAAAAAAABuM/nWafNNmNMXk/s400/mums.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There were more mums in tons of colors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJZ_ojS8CVI/AAAAAAAABt0/1JdP6f1qmAc/s1600/filler.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="332" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJZ_ojS8CVI/AAAAAAAABt0/1JdP6f1qmAc/s400/filler.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We also used a lot of filler, dried (and dyed) eucalyptus, million star, I think the green berries are called hypericum and I don't know what the yellow is called, but I really liked it. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then we left Momma Moonbeam, her best friend and my Aunt to bouquet making duties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJZ_qk2t6xI/AAAAAAAABt8/QllVOoUSqf0/s1600/linda+with+flowers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJZ_qk2t6xI/AAAAAAAABt8/QllVOoUSqf0/s400/linda+with+flowers.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks so much to Linda for heading up the flowers, she had a lot of helpers as well, but she's DIY-ed wedding flowers before and knew how to get them done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the bridal party (those of age anyway) headed out for a fun evening. &amp;nbsp;It was great to meet up with family and old friends from San Antonio, college and Seattle. &amp;nbsp;We started out chatting and catching up at a dive bar. &amp;nbsp;Then we headed out to a more lively bar for some dancing (I even got Mr. Moonbeam to dance with me for about 5 whole minutes).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJZ_xhvDlrI/AAAAAAAABuU/HXprn4o68dc/s1600/night+before+the+wedding.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJZ_xhvDlrI/AAAAAAAABuU/HXprn4o68dc/s400/night+before+the+wedding.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Having a good time with my gals from Seattle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to round out the night, we hit up a taco truck before heading home for a few hours of beauty sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Anything?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/15/rehearsal-dinner-buffet/"&gt;Rehearsal Dinner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/13/custom-stamped-bags/#more-161667"&gt;Some last minute projects&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/08/under-the-harvest-moon-sorry-for-the-delay/"&gt;Sorry for the delay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-5260888555796331566?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/5260888555796331566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/09/under-harvest-moon-night-before.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/5260888555796331566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/5260888555796331566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/09/under-harvest-moon-night-before.html' title='Under the Harvest Moon: The Night Before'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJZ_lR8xWRI/AAAAAAAABts/BRjRAFCk6Tc/s72-c/more+mums.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-5129527310081265924</id><published>2010-09-14T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T22:02:00.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the Harvest Moon: Rehearsal Dinner</title><content type='html'>So, it all happened on a crazy, stormy night in Texas, which left me slightly worried about our outdoor dance floor the next night. &amp;nbsp;But, the only real effect was that I switched my shoes for the night from heels to flats because of the mud (though, let's be honest, I totally would've wussed out on the heels anyway).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't seem to have any pictures of the actual rehearsal, but London 'maid did steal my camera for a sec to get these shots.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJBLHSuOdbI/AAAAAAAABsU/iHsdTKUwv1s/s1600/me+and+jess.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJBLHSuOdbI/AAAAAAAABsU/iHsdTKUwv1s/s400/me+and+jess.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;London 'maid (fresh from her long journey) and I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJBLZJdQRbI/AAAAAAAABsc/o-kESkN1JgQ/s1600/trav.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJBLZJdQRbI/AAAAAAAABsc/o-kESkN1JgQ/s400/trav.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mr. Moonbeam, seems like he was in a good mood&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;After we rehearsed we headed over to the party, graciously hosted by Mr. Moonbeam's parents at the Alsatian in the &lt;a href="http://www.hotel-alsace-spa-resort.com/"&gt;Hotel Alsace&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;This was the hotel that many of our out-of-town guests stayed at, and where Mr. Moonbeam and I spent a couple of days after the wedding. &amp;nbsp;It was already booked (and admittedly a bit out of our price range) for the date of the wedding, but I would recommend this place for anybody hosting events in Castroville. &amp;nbsp;We chatted with the owner (very nice and professional), had many meals there (very good) and it's a great looking place (I'd call it contemporary Hill Country).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJBNFI_kmyI/AAAAAAAABsk/7ztcIR3vwe4/s1600/hotel_alsace.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJBNFI_kmyI/AAAAAAAABsk/7ztcIR3vwe4/s400/hotel_alsace.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.castroville.com/accommodations.htm"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;There were a few&amp;nbsp;entrée&amp;nbsp;options in the buffet, plenty of iced tea, and a beach themed cake and 'sandy' cupcakes for dessert (a nod to our beach wedding).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJBNj_lKk7I/AAAAAAAABss/TURHwgMDZxc/s1600/buffet.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJBNj_lKk7I/AAAAAAAABss/TURHwgMDZxc/s400/buffet.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was all very yummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJBOKF7Da7I/AAAAAAAABs0/7ab6dMnSlGg/s1600/cake+table.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJBOKF7Da7I/AAAAAAAABs0/7ab6dMnSlGg/s400/cake+table.jpg" width="383" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't seem to have close-ups of the dessert, but they're in the back there next to our signature photo-mat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then it was time for Mr. Moonbeam to give a toast. &amp;nbsp;I think he really enjoyed clanging a knife on the glass. &amp;nbsp;I honestly don't remember much of what was said, but I'm sure it involved thanking our parents and families for being awesome. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJBOs6Y3geI/AAAAAAAABtE/vczwGccFMpo/s1600/toast.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="302" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJBOs6Y3geI/AAAAAAAABtE/vczwGccFMpo/s400/toast.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It also involved a shout out to his Mother. &amp;nbsp;Our rehearsal dinner fell on her birthday, and I think she was very touched that we took a moment to acknowledge it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJBPRiFjyaI/AAAAAAAABtM/eWLWPcEx-o0/s1600/me+and+mil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJBPRiFjyaI/AAAAAAAABtM/eWLWPcEx-o0/s400/me+and+mil.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then, it was time to hand out &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/12/11/gifts-for-those-that-wore-what-we-told-them-to/"&gt;gifts&lt;/a&gt; to bridesmaids, groomsmen, flower girls, our ring&amp;nbsp;bearer, readers, ushers and of course, our parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJBPmPhF1QI/AAAAAAAABtU/6EfcSDkxTkg/s1600/miles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="277" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJBPmPhF1QI/AAAAAAAABtU/6EfcSDkxTkg/s400/miles.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our ring bearer looks excited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJBP0ZHgXqI/AAAAAAAABtc/E4dziHJzt8k/s1600/mom+gift.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="308" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJBP0ZHgXqI/AAAAAAAABtc/E4dziHJzt8k/s400/mom+gift.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Momma Moonbeam with her gift (the parents got picture books of our beach wedding)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And then MIL Moonbeam brought out the best surprise. &amp;nbsp;She printed out copies of Mr. Moonbeam's original email to his parents about the girl he met on his study abroad program in Italy. &amp;nbsp;He told them I was a tall, dark-haired girl that looked like &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Logan_Tom"&gt;Logan Tom&lt;/a&gt; (she had shorter hair back then and had recently been all over the Olympics). &amp;nbsp;It was just a few lines, but I don't think I had ever read it before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJBQC5avdzI/AAAAAAAABtk/Vj8VllnSvfc/s1600/the+letter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJBQC5avdzI/AAAAAAAABtk/Vj8VllnSvfc/s400/the+letter.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was the sweetest detail, and it got a few laughs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Miss anything?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/13/custom-stamped-bags/#more-161667"&gt;Some last minute projects&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/09/08/under-the-harvest-moon-sorry-for-the-delay/"&gt;Sorry for the delay&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-5129527310081265924?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/5129527310081265924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/09/under-harvest-moon-rehearsal-dinner.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/5129527310081265924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/5129527310081265924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/09/under-harvest-moon-rehearsal-dinner.html' title='Under the Harvest Moon: Rehearsal Dinner'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TJBLHSuOdbI/AAAAAAAABsU/iHsdTKUwv1s/s72-c/me+and+jess.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-6747804328798702641</id><published>2010-09-12T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T22:21:21.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the Harvest Moon: Some Last Minute Projects</title><content type='html'>I went to Texas a little over a week before the wedding to take care of last minute things, visit with family and give my Mom a chance to work on the dress while seeing it on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of those projects was our favors. &amp;nbsp;I had a grand scheme of having recipes for all the homemade desserts we'd be serving, but that ended up excluding too many of Mr. Moonbeam's family recipes. &amp;nbsp;His family had to travel in, which made it harder to bring a dessert, and a lot of his (and my) family favorites were savory dishes. &amp;nbsp;So, we ended up with general family recipe favors and a lot of homemade desserts. &amp;nbsp;They weren't totally coordinated, but there was some crossover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like other bees before me (&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/author/applecider/"&gt;apple cider&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/author/cowboyboot/"&gt;cowboy boot)&lt;/a&gt;, I got my hands on some &lt;a href="http://www.muslinbag.com/"&gt;muslin bags&lt;/a&gt; and stamped them with our &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/09/03/save-the-date-how-to/"&gt;custom stamp&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Make sure to use fabric ink for the stamping (I believe it's the kind that says 'permanent dye').&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TI2wt2XsyQI/AAAAAAAABrk/Vv6MLU1dTqQ/s1600/stuff+115+small.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="264" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TI2wt2XsyQI/AAAAAAAABrk/Vv6MLU1dTqQ/s400/stuff+115+small.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gathered most of the recipes by email, but with some of the older folks it was just easier to get it on paper or over the phone. &amp;nbsp;The method of selection for inclusion in the favors was devised to be as fair as possible. &amp;nbsp;If you actually responded to my email and sent any recipe(s) one of your recipes got in the favor bag. &amp;nbsp;Then I did a little personal hunting/asking to make sure I had equal numbers of recipes from each side of the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Unfortunately I couldn't work on these in LA as planned, because my laptop died about a month before the wedding. &amp;nbsp;Luckily Momma MB was buying us new laptops for Christmas and when I arrived in San Antonio there was a new laptop waiting for me to load it with Adobe programs that I missed desperately. &amp;nbsp;Then it was a mad dash of laying out recipes, finding a printer that worked (there were 2 at my Mom's house that refused to work properly, so I had my sister bring over her new one), cutting out the cards (super easy since I took them to a copy shop) and stuffing them into the bags I stamped in LA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TI2ygBQn7-I/AAAAAAAABr8/z1sTRGV5o4E/s1600/recipes-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="306" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TI2ygBQn7-I/AAAAAAAABr8/z1sTRGV5o4E/s400/recipes-1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;I laid them out, 4 to a page, and printed the covers on cream cardstock. &amp;nbsp;Then I printed the recipes on white cardstock. &amp;nbsp;The main reason for doing this was the varied amounts of leftover cardstock I had on hand, but it ended up defining the cover, since the weight of the paper was the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TI2w36UDaBI/AAAAAAAABrs/kK9X9Sth76o/s1600/uncut+recipe+cards.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TI2w36UDaBI/AAAAAAAABrs/kK9X9Sth76o/s400/uncut+recipe+cards.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TI2w71bvQEI/AAAAAAAABr0/FrtJ912v0ls/s1600/recipe+cards+stacked.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TI2w71bvQEI/AAAAAAAABr0/FrtJ912v0ls/s400/recipe+cards+stacked.jpg" width="264" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Outsource the cutting, it's cheap and saves your sanity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I had 160-ish people at my wedding, and I gave up after making 80 favors. &amp;nbsp;I put a little sign in front of them that asked guests to take 1 per household, but I heard that some cousins lost their favors when they left their table to go outside for a bit. &amp;nbsp;Seattle 'maid told me later that she had enlisted a friend to stash her favor in her purse so that no stealing would occur. &amp;nbsp;I suppose I should have made more, but at least I didn't end up with a lot of leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TI2zZrY8NcI/AAAAAAAABsE/D5jVa8Kp4Y4/s1600/recipes-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="312" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TI2zZrY8NcI/AAAAAAAABsE/D5jVa8Kp4Y4/s400/recipes-2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;One of my all time favorite family recipes, and of course I forgot to have my Grandma make some for the wedding, but I'll share it with y'all instead. &amp;nbsp;(Oh, and if you put marshmallows on the hot cake and then pour on the hot icing, when you spread it around they sort of melt and mix in and make some amazing gooey heaven in your mouth.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-6747804328798702641?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/6747804328798702641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/09/under-harvest-moon-some-last-minute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/6747804328798702641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/6747804328798702641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/09/under-harvest-moon-some-last-minute.html' title='Under the Harvest Moon: Some Last Minute Projects'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TI2wt2XsyQI/AAAAAAAABrk/Vv6MLU1dTqQ/s72-c/stuff+115+small.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-4600339295041511216</id><published>2010-09-07T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T20:46:03.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the Harvest Moon:  Sorry for the Delay</title><content type='html'>Hello there hive! &amp;nbsp;I'm finally going to start my recaps. &amp;nbsp;For those of you who don't remember me, I married Mr. Moonbeam (for the second time) in November of 2009 in our large, Texas, family-oriented ceremony. &amp;nbsp;We were married (&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/09/11/the-july-wedding-professional-pics/"&gt;the first time&lt;/a&gt;) in July of 2009 in a small civil ceremony in Malibu (for oh-so-romantic health insurance reasons). &amp;nbsp;Both were great days for the two of us, but the stresses of our big ceremony have definitely contributed to my recap hiatus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confession: I really dislike my pro pics from our November ceremony. &amp;nbsp;I will be forever grateful to our shutterbug relatives (Aunt Annie and Uncle Chris) who took some of my favorite pictures from our big day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full Disclosure: I found our photographers off of Craigslist, we paid about $600 for their services. &amp;nbsp;I wasn't expecting blow-me-away amazingness, but I was expecting competence. &amp;nbsp;(I found our &lt;a href="http://leasae.com/photography/"&gt;beach wedding photographer&lt;/a&gt; on Craigslist as well and she was awesome). &amp;nbsp;Our contract guarantees something like 30 images an hour, but what I would really like are 30 images from our hour long ceremony that are properly colored/exposed without a line through the center of every image. &amp;nbsp;We hired our photographers, a young husband and wife team that is new to the biz, because we liked the images we saw, they seemed nice and we thought it'd be great to have two shooters. &amp;nbsp;What we ended up with was a photographer and a babysitter. &amp;nbsp;They brought their infant to the wedding. &amp;nbsp;I didn't know this until said infant made an appearance at our reception. &amp;nbsp;Ask anyone, I love children, but if they had hired a babysitter, I would have had two people shooting my ceremony and maybe one of those people would have been able to take clear pictures. &amp;nbsp;I know they have two cameras, because he mentioned the gear used at our wedding on his facebook page. &amp;nbsp;And since there was a red line through every image of our ceremony, I wonder if something might be wrong with that camera, and maybe the other camera would have been just fine. &amp;nbsp;I really hated coming to this realization about our photographers upon receipt of our disc of images because I quite liked them in person at the wedding, but in truth, I don't think they're ready to be charging for photography services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TIcAiYlcVxI/AAAAAAAABrE/vyRsujBBvuU/s1600/DSC_5750+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TIcAiYlcVxI/AAAAAAAABrE/vyRsujBBvuU/s400/DSC_5750+copy.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Taken by John and Whitney Canales Photography&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TIcAmHD2clI/AAAAAAAABrM/NpxK53YAHqw/s1600/zoom.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TIcAmHD2clI/AAAAAAAABrM/NpxK53YAHqw/s400/zoom.jpg" width="322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's not a crazy zoom in trick y'all, I promise. &amp;nbsp;This was the first thing I saw in every ceremony picture.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it was late in the afternoon, strong directional sunlight, but Mr. Moonbeam's Uncle Chris snapped this from his seat, so I would expect a professional photographer to be able to shoot competently in the same conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TIcA78MIhpI/AAAAAAAABrU/NZlvUx1uaa4/s1600/IMG_6080_0143+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TIcA78MIhpI/AAAAAAAABrU/NZlvUx1uaa4/s400/IMG_6080_0143+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taken by Uncle Chris. &amp;nbsp;I didn't do any editing, It's just a clear shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After some back and forth with the photographers, I convinced them to send me everything in an unedited&amp;nbsp;format, because they could tell the color was off and just sent me a bunch of black and whites. &amp;nbsp;And though I like some of the editing that I've been able to do to the originals, &amp;nbsp;the colors are still off and they're still odd. &amp;nbsp;And truthfully, seeing their unedited images upset me a bit more, because it became so obvious that they're playing around with and learning how to use their settings. &amp;nbsp;They have not mastered them, by any means and auto settings would have been more competent in most cases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TIcDW59Nz9I/AAAAAAAABrc/rzSOZN3IGvE/s1600/wedding+211+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TIcDW59Nz9I/AAAAAAAABrc/rzSOZN3IGvE/s400/wedding+211+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A picture from Aunt Annie (thanks again) using the auto settings on my entry level DSLR. &amp;nbsp;(On a side note, isn't the church gorgeous?!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since our wedding some great things have happened, and I can partially blame the lack of writing on that. &amp;nbsp;I got a job (being unemployed certainly gave me more time to write, craft and bake a lot of bread, but it was definitely leaving a void). &amp;nbsp;We've had six different visits from out-of-towners this summer, and some even stayed with us. &amp;nbsp;We've moved to a new apartment. &amp;nbsp;And I've been out of the country for almost a month this year (2 of those weeks were our honeymoon, recently recapped). &amp;nbsp; But in truth, I haven't been writing because I haven't felt like sharing. &amp;nbsp;It's been almost a year since the big wedding and I haven't even sent out pictures to most of my family or made a wedding album, because it's not fun to show off pictures you're not in love (or even like) with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to any of you budget brides out there, I wish you the best of luck in finding an affordable photographer (like I did for 1 wedding), but I also urge you to spend as much as you can on your photos. &amp;nbsp;Also, it's important to know your area. &amp;nbsp;I think I got a great deal on a Craigslist photographer in Los Angeles, because there is an over-saturation of talented, creative types out here. &amp;nbsp;In San Antonio, not everyone on Craigslist is 'straight outta art school awesomeness', not saying you can't get burned in a big city, but I think the odds are different. &amp;nbsp;I know it's an overheard phrase in all of this business, but they really are the only thing you take with you from that day, and if you're a part of Weddingbee, you've probably seen a lot of beautiful things that you will constantly compare your big day to, and having images you love will make your memories that much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rant Complete:&amp;nbsp;next up a couple of last minute projects.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-4600339295041511216?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/4600339295041511216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/09/under-harvest-moon-sorry-for-delay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/4600339295041511216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/4600339295041511216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/09/under-harvest-moon-sorry-for-delay.html' title='Under the Harvest Moon:  Sorry for the Delay'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TIcAiYlcVxI/AAAAAAAABrE/vyRsujBBvuU/s72-c/DSC_5750+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-1334636100004947625</id><published>2010-08-24T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T23:15:07.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honeymoon Part III: Our Friends Get Hitched</title><content type='html'>We made our way to the &lt;a href="http://www.chateauchallain.com/"&gt;chateau&lt;/a&gt; exhausted and weary from our travels thus far, but we were excited and pretty amazed at what we saw as we pulled up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSqgVnOE2I/AAAAAAAABnE/oWZqTOxa7uE/s1600/europe+part+2+222.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSqgVnOE2I/AAAAAAAABnE/oWZqTOxa7uE/s400/europe+part+2+222.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was spent wandering around the chateau and the grounds just falling in love with everything, except maybe all the taxidermy (we're talking giraffes, baby elephant, chimp, lions, it was ridiculous).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSqjTobUtI/AAAAAAAABnM/jxl4U6ez-GM/s1600/europe+part+2+211.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSqjTobUtI/AAAAAAAABnM/jxl4U6ez-GM/s400/europe+part+2+211.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSqmmbd0gI/AAAAAAAABnU/INcfcRVdv-c/s1600/europe+part+2+208.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSqmmbd0gI/AAAAAAAABnU/INcfcRVdv-c/s400/europe+part+2+208.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Room! &amp;nbsp;For reals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSq_92__-I/AAAAAAAABoE/5N_0PkyFtOs/s1600/ct+wedding+024.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSq_92__-I/AAAAAAAABoE/5N_0PkyFtOs/s400/ct+wedding+024.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of the taxidermy we could have lived without.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day the I headed into town with our friend, the soon-to-be-groom and rounded up provisions for that night's dinner. &amp;nbsp;We roasted chickens, made my Grandma's recipe for rice pilaf and haricot vert with almonds for dinner. &amp;nbsp;Dessert happened to be some lovely fruit tarts from the local patisserie, and we also grabbed some amazing cheeses and cured meats for everyone to snack on, oh and over 40 bottles of wine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrHKkcD_I/AAAAAAAABoU/29A0Vl95xLI/s1600/europe+part+2+263.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrHKkcD_I/AAAAAAAABoU/29A0Vl95xLI/s400/europe+part+2+263.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The groom, with seven French hens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrJqgAUvI/AAAAAAAABoc/phQDheIDm_A/s1600/europe+part+2+271.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrJqgAUvI/AAAAAAAABoc/phQDheIDm_A/s400/europe+part+2+271.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mr. Moonbeam helping with the wine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, the 40 bottles lasted us approximately 1.5 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSqy7e6obI/AAAAAAAABn0/qdl2iBez8oI/s1600/jess+pics+540.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSqy7e6obI/AAAAAAAABn0/qdl2iBez8oI/s400/jess+pics+540.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing there was a wine tour scheduled the next day. &amp;nbsp;We learned about terroir and appellation and some quick tips for picking yummier wines. &amp;nbsp;Oh, and we sampled a lot of it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSqrqC1IlI/AAAAAAAABnc/Xt2qCri037g/s1600/europe+part+2+351.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSqrqC1IlI/AAAAAAAABnc/Xt2qCri037g/s400/europe+part+2+351.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed back to the chateau for a hog roast. &amp;nbsp;It was pure yumminess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSqubosivI/AAAAAAAABnk/tcNmfq2bEmk/s1600/europe+part+2+360.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSqubosivI/AAAAAAAABnk/tcNmfq2bEmk/s400/europe+part+2+360.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And there were mustaches, because what's a wedding without 'em these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was followed by macarons, and various other pastries that tasted even better than they looked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was the ladies luncheon, it was held at an adorable bistro in the nearby town of Cande.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSqwjckLTI/AAAAAAAABns/YvFH6AtTn6E/s1600/europe+part+2+388.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSqwjckLTI/AAAAAAAABns/YvFH6AtTn6E/s400/europe+part+2+388.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were enjoying our food, the guys were out shopping for dinner provisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a few of us headed down to the kitchen and started making dinner. &amp;nbsp;I made a flourless chocolate cake, a &amp;nbsp;nut tart and a lemon tart. &amp;nbsp;Dinner that night was fish, mashed potatoes and various veggies. &amp;nbsp;But the main event was the Murder Mystery Dinner! &amp;nbsp;The maid of honor, her husband and her twin brother spent the day setting up the mystery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I had gotten my camera out, but sometimes you're just having too much fun, and a big shout out has to go to Mr. Moonbeam. &amp;nbsp;He played the murdered Earl's old friend who was just released from prison. &amp;nbsp;In Mr. Moonbeam's mind this meant that he had a paunch, cigarettes, an empty bottle of wine and a surly, half-passed out attitude all night. &amp;nbsp;He split the prize for best character with the Maid of Honor's Dad, also a standout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend a murder mystery as a fantastic group activity for a destination wedding, maybe even a rehearsal dinner (which, technically, ours was).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the dinner, we danced in the basement until the wee hours of the morning, I can not overstate the willingness of the British to have a good time dancing, singing and drinking all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSq048vxxI/AAAAAAAABn8/LCEI4Psty5k/s1600/jess+pics+610.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSq048vxxI/AAAAAAAABn8/LCEI4Psty5k/s400/jess+pics+610.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day was the 'Big Day'. &amp;nbsp;We woke up at some time and everyone sort of helped out where necessary. &amp;nbsp;I was helping with the steaming and ironing of various garments. &amp;nbsp;Then Mr. Moonbeam and I got our fancy duds on and hung out with the groom until it was time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrR_cKqJI/AAAAAAAABok/J0xP-NUkp4E/s1600/ct+wedding+019.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrR_cKqJI/AAAAAAAABok/J0xP-NUkp4E/s400/ct+wedding+019.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that getting ready on the guys side involves things like ice cream (if you go to Europe, get Magnum bars, as many as you can find) and sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrUUiZ9lI/AAAAAAAABos/BcYMRtNHbT0/s1600/ct+wedding+022.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrUUiZ9lI/AAAAAAAABos/BcYMRtNHbT0/s400/ct+wedding+022.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there all the last minute things happened, lint was removed, bouts were pinned and it was time to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrWAHV65I/AAAAAAAABo0/ZrGhUi4so4Y/s1600/ct+wedding+038.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrWAHV65I/AAAAAAAABo0/ZrGhUi4so4Y/s400/ct+wedding+038.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all went out to the garden for the short and sweet ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a reading from the Mother of the Groom, a poem written by the Bride's Uncle (officiant) and read by her Aunt (his wife).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrYomFoHI/AAAAAAAABo8/ZV2u9qRQc64/s1600/ct+wedding+110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrYomFoHI/AAAAAAAABo8/ZV2u9qRQc64/s400/ct+wedding+110.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vows were said, rings were exchanged, there was a kiss and they were Man and Wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrdwEM8oI/AAAAAAAABpE/zD3D7-SS93Q/s1600/ct+wedding+131.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrdwEM8oI/AAAAAAAABpE/zD3D7-SS93Q/s400/ct+wedding+131.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all went to a lovely treed area for cocktail hour. &amp;nbsp;Then the Bride and Groom finished their portraits and joined the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the radiant Bride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrkn2RxQI/AAAAAAAABpU/7c3vJ0rdgGE/s1600/ct+wedding+268.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrkn2RxQI/AAAAAAAABpU/7c3vJ0rdgGE/s400/ct+wedding+268.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrmSZZhAI/AAAAAAAABpc/1GLKaSYfT-U/s1600/ct+wedding+271.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrmSZZhAI/AAAAAAAABpc/1GLKaSYfT-U/s400/ct+wedding+271.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hair flower perfection.&lt;/div&gt;After cocktails we headed to the front of the chateau for some group shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrqQxmuPI/AAAAAAAABps/sm-AHGo7HPc/s1600/ct+wedding+386.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrqQxmuPI/AAAAAAAABps/sm-AHGo7HPc/s400/ct+wedding+386.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The guys picked up the Bride.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrte9n06I/AAAAAAAABp0/XV77-K07iuo/s1600/ct+wedding+392.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrte9n06I/AAAAAAAABp0/XV77-K07iuo/s400/ct+wedding+392.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;So, naturally the girls picked up the Groom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrn2tZjxI/AAAAAAAABpk/ItvYYWWAF5s/s1600/ct+wedding+338.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrn2tZjxI/AAAAAAAABpk/ItvYYWWAF5s/s400/ct+wedding+338.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Love the backdrop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time for dinner, there were slideshows, and then the Groom announced the honeymoon surprise, they were going to Corsica. &amp;nbsp;Perfection. &amp;nbsp;And dinner was amazing,&amp;nbsp;I can not overstate the decadence of a French roasted duck. &amp;nbsp;Then there was croquembouche, I've always wanted to try it every time I see it in a picture. &amp;nbsp;It was great, but I had always thought that there was cream inside and I was wrong, it was something with hazlenut and it was super yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSr2Yqy_oI/AAAAAAAABqM/pJnNRKET8c4/s1600/ct+wedding+563.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSr2Yqy_oI/AAAAAAAABqM/pJnNRKET8c4/s400/ct+wedding+563.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the formal dances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrzah5IuI/AAAAAAAABqE/5OEdCK4-OLk/s1600/ct+wedding+513.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrzah5IuI/AAAAAAAABqE/5OEdCK4-OLk/s400/ct+wedding+513.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that it was time for the happy couple to head to their honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSr4_35faI/AAAAAAAABqU/gv3sWzAxkeo/s1600/ct+wedding+630.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSr4_35faI/AAAAAAAABqU/gv3sWzAxkeo/s400/ct+wedding+630.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;I'm in love with this dress, btw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we took over the foyer for drinking and dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSr7exCAzI/AAAAAAAABqc/dGx8QNAqZBE/s1600/ct+wedding+651.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSr7exCAzI/AAAAAAAABqc/dGx8QNAqZBE/s400/ct+wedding+651.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Dancing with old friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSr9SeRHNI/AAAAAAAABqk/pba26-pYmxQ/s1600/ct+wedding+678.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSr9SeRHNI/AAAAAAAABqk/pba26-pYmxQ/s400/ct+wedding+678.jpg" width="398" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A crazy Frenchman&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSsCtxDkpI/AAAAAAAABq0/tiLMivEXMRQ/s1600/ct+wedding+756.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSsCtxDkpI/AAAAAAAABq0/tiLMivEXMRQ/s400/ct+wedding+756.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And all of our new buds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Many of the people there were Texans, and there were a couple of Scots in attendance as well, so we traded cultural info. &amp;nbsp;Some of us Texans taught everyone how to Two Step, Line Dance and Cotton Eyed Joe. &amp;nbsp;The man in the kilt taught us the Gay Gordons and Whip the Willow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSr_4KvYXI/AAAAAAAABqs/HFV5DUQmTnU/s1600/ct+wedding+734.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSr_4KvYXI/AAAAAAAABqs/HFV5DUQmTnU/s400/ct+wedding+734.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Cotton Eyed Joe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THS0dJ4rr2I/AAAAAAAABq8/6IOt3HYLH5w/s1600/whip+the+willow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THS0dJ4rr2I/AAAAAAAABq8/6IOt3HYLH5w/s400/whip+the+willow.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Whip the Willow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have determined that Scottish dances are mainly about drinking large amounts of alcohol, running and spinning around in circles. &amp;nbsp;They are great and even if you're not Scottish, I'd recommend them at any wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we caught a few zzz's and head into town for our way-too-early train to Charles de Gaulle to head back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, we had the best time and how I wish I could go back. &amp;nbsp;My favorite part was definitely at the chateau, we met some great people, got to hang out with a few people we never get to see any more, and we got to teach the Brits about breakfast tacos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrwqSKk-I/AAAAAAAABp8/BSSM02xR69I/s1600/ct+wedding+447.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSrwqSKk-I/AAAAAAAABp8/BSSM02xR69I/s400/ct+wedding+447.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;And, I'll leave you with a pic from our mini photo session on the grounds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-1334636100004947625?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/1334636100004947625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/08/honeymoon-part-iii-our-friends-get.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/1334636100004947625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/1334636100004947625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/08/honeymoon-part-iii-our-friends-get.html' title='Honeymoon Part III: Our Friends Get Hitched'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/THSqgVnOE2I/AAAAAAAABnE/oWZqTOxa7uE/s72-c/europe+part+2+222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-2561215341056461049</id><published>2010-08-05T00:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T00:06:39.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honeymoon Part II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our Eurostar ride, filled with the loving sounds of a crying child, we arrived in Paris. &amp;nbsp;We rode the Metro over to the Marais district and walked around for a bit trying to find our &lt;a href="http://www.hotelplacedesvosges.com/"&gt;hotel.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;The Hotel Place des Vosges was a great little place that is currently undergoing renovations, and we were lucky enough to get a renovated room on the top floor. &amp;nbsp;It involved some stairs and the tiniest elevator you can imagine to get up to, but it had great exposed beams, neat little woodwork niches and an awesome bathroom entirely clad in a cool grey stone. &amp;nbsp;We had a skylight and, if you needed them, there were two pull out beds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFphNkti7QI/AAAAAAAABk4/KSb0IqNxxOw/s1600/europe+2010_1+219+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFphNkti7QI/AAAAAAAABk4/KSb0IqNxxOw/s400/europe+2010_1+219+copy.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After a quick shower we headed out to find dinner in the cool-ish Paris evening. &amp;nbsp;We had crepes and cider at a cidrerie. &amp;nbsp;I didn't know chilled, fizzy cider was a French thing, but it was perfect after the hot day travelling. &amp;nbsp;I didn't feel like pulling out a huge camera at dinner (hazards of a DSLR), but I can safely say that my crepe with a pan seared disc of goat cheese on a bed of mixed greens topped with&amp;nbsp;balsamic&amp;nbsp;and candied walnuts was lovely and yummy. &amp;nbsp;We saw this random church on our way home and it was off to bed for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFphUNWfKXI/AAAAAAAABlA/8TrqdbzQbbw/s1600/europe+2010_1+223+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFphUNWfKXI/AAAAAAAABlA/8TrqdbzQbbw/s400/europe+2010_1+223+copy.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The next morning I woke up at an unbearably early hour due to jet lag, so I headed to the nearest pastry shop. &amp;nbsp;I got us a sampling for the morning and have to say the the chocolate pistachio was my absolute favorite, there could not have been more butter in there and it was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFphZaVMObI/AAAAAAAABlI/8eFK_aFjuBk/s1600/europe+2010_1+231.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFphZaVMObI/AAAAAAAABlI/8eFK_aFjuBk/s400/europe+2010_1+231.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After hanging out in our room until a reasonable hour we went for a run around the city. &amp;nbsp;It was lovely, quiet and a great way to check out our surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFphfb4q1EI/AAAAAAAABlQ/mDl1IsVJqnI/s1600/redownload+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFphfb4q1EI/AAAAAAAABlQ/mDl1IsVJqnI/s400/redownload+008.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Place dus Vosges (the plaza near our hotel)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterwards we found some of the other people we'd be travelling with as guests of our friend's wedding (not surprising, since we were staying in the same hotel as almost all of the other guests). &amp;nbsp;We hung out in the local cafe catching up with old friends and meeting the new people we'd be hanging out with for the rest of our trip. &amp;nbsp;After that we decided to spend the rest of our only rainy day on the whole trip (lucky us) in the Louvre, it was certainly big enough to spend an entire day in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFphlCqYzlI/AAAAAAAABlY/KEMYivWFGnk/s1600/europe+2010_1+284+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFphlCqYzlI/AAAAAAAABlY/KEMYivWFGnk/s400/europe+2010_1+284+copy.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Random artist sketching in the Louvre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was huge, and overwhelming, but ultimately something we were glad we experienced. &amp;nbsp;As an architecture student I've heard about the building for a while, and I did love the space underneath the pyramid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFphqYkSGhI/AAAAAAAABlg/IbUIHfAlIk0/s1600/europe+2010_1+332+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFphqYkSGhI/AAAAAAAABlg/IbUIHfAlIk0/s400/europe+2010_1+332+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh, I. M. Pei, how you make the most of a grey day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we grabbed a quick bite, met up with the bride and groom and some friends and made our way to Crazy Horse. &amp;nbsp;The girls ended up sitting in a row behind the boys and watched them gape at the lovely ladies on stage. &amp;nbsp;I definitely recommend it, if you want to see something a little risque in Paris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFph2WcS9rI/AAAAAAAABlo/qDG-kJlPvL4/s1600/redownload+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFph2WcS9rI/AAAAAAAABlo/qDG-kJlPvL4/s400/redownload+012.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then we got a few drinks at a nearby cafe and Mr. Moonbeam, another girl travelling with us and I decided it was a brilliant idea to run to the Eiffel Tower (about a mile away) in our dressy clothes. &amp;nbsp;It turned out perfectly, because we caught the midnight light show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFph8d08l8I/AAAAAAAABlw/3EkNTRnVngc/s1600/redownload+020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFph8d08l8I/AAAAAAAABlw/3EkNTRnVngc/s400/redownload+020.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day we saw Notre Dame, Centre Pompidou and took an ill-advised venture to try and find the Dali Museum in Montmartre. &amp;nbsp;I'd heard it was neat, and I'm sure it was, but we never found it because we only had the Metro map. &amp;nbsp;Word to the wise, if you head to Montmartre bring a very detailed map if you want to find anything but Sacre Coeur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpiEQec4gI/AAAAAAAABl4/Bi6cdsR34-0/s1600/europe+2010_1+342+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpiEQec4gI/AAAAAAAABl4/Bi6cdsR34-0/s400/europe+2010_1+342+copy.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpiIb3arTI/AAAAAAAABmA/ropWzA1sM7g/s1600/europe+2010_1+361+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpiIb3arTI/AAAAAAAABmA/ropWzA1sM7g/s400/europe+2010_1+361+copy.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpiMfee9jI/AAAAAAAABmI/IKknaJpaLQk/s1600/europe+2010_1+383.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpiMfee9jI/AAAAAAAABmI/IKknaJpaLQk/s400/europe+2010_1+383.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpiRRLSR8I/AAAAAAAABmQ/Kif_i_LCh3E/s1600/europe+2010_1+400+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpiRRLSR8I/AAAAAAAABmQ/Kif_i_LCh3E/s400/europe+2010_1+400+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpiWJnlDfI/AAAAAAAABmY/_52yVPWo_Is/s1600/edit_1+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpiWJnlDfI/AAAAAAAABmY/_52yVPWo_Is/s400/edit_1+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry about all that, but seeing Notre Dame in person was cool, and all of the incense from the Priest made the inside even better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpibBleP3I/AAAAAAAABmg/xbPl0YPaGq0/s1600/europe+2010_1+428+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpibBleP3I/AAAAAAAABmg/xbPl0YPaGq0/s400/europe+2010_1+428+copy.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;That evening everyone gathered for dinner in Montmartre, Mr. Moonbeam tried the tartare and loved it. &amp;nbsp;We went to Sacre Couer and took in a lovely view of the city.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpdVLrJufI/AAAAAAAABkA/C1xv6M4F8Uc/s1600/europe+part+2+015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpdVLrJufI/AAAAAAAABkA/C1xv6M4F8Uc/s400/europe+part+2+015.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpdYsX5AxI/AAAAAAAABkI/muTuogJq-1k/s1600/europe+part+2+028.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpdYsX5AxI/AAAAAAAABkI/muTuogJq-1k/s400/europe+part+2+028.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpdbxZ4T4I/AAAAAAAABkQ/uOpxZOcrSXM/s1600/europe+part+2+029.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpdbxZ4T4I/AAAAAAAABkQ/uOpxZOcrSXM/s400/europe+part+2+029.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, on our way home we found the very closed Dali Museum, we had been soooooo close (hand slaps forehead).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpe5u4YoYI/AAAAAAAABkw/q6EEKvCbcjY/s1600/europe+part+2+027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpe5u4YoYI/AAAAAAAABkw/q6EEKvCbcjY/s400/europe+part+2+027.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early the next morning we all got on a bus for a tour of the Normandy Beaches. &amp;nbsp;We had a pit stop in Bayeux to pick up our tour guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpdnO3UYpI/AAAAAAAABkY/HtvaeVyRfsI/s1600/europe+part+2+033.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpdnO3UYpI/AAAAAAAABkY/HtvaeVyRfsI/s400/europe+part+2+033.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to Point du Hoc and learned about the battles of World War II. &amp;nbsp;It was eye-opening to see just how difficult these battle situations were for soldiers on D-Day. &amp;nbsp;And with all the Texans in the crowd, we were a touch pleased that the largest crater was made by the U.S.S. Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpdtfhaiYI/AAAAAAAABkg/wlbVnIUQjO8/s1600/europe+part+2+087.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpdtfhaiYI/AAAAAAAABkg/wlbVnIUQjO8/s400/europe+part+2+087.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we stopped for lunch at Omaha Beach (another amazing crepe) before learning more about the specifics of that battle. &amp;nbsp;Our last stop was the American Cemetery (as seen in Saving Private Ryan). &amp;nbsp;It's really beautiful and definitely instills respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpd_0tCe9I/AAAAAAAABko/FXdBIs62uTM/s1600/europe+part+2+185.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFpd_0tCe9I/AAAAAAAABko/FXdBIs62uTM/s400/europe+part+2+185.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we all slept on the way to chateau!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-2561215341056461049?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/2561215341056461049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/08/honeymoon-part-ii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/2561215341056461049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/2561215341056461049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/08/honeymoon-part-ii.html' title='Honeymoon Part II'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFphNkti7QI/AAAAAAAABk4/KSb0IqNxxOw/s72-c/europe+2010_1+219+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-6773502876001423383</id><published>2010-08-01T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T12:07:03.941-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honeymoon Part I</title><content type='html'>Last Sunday was the anniversary of our&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/09/10/married-legally/"&gt; legal&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/09/11/the-july-wedding-professional-pics/"&gt;ceremony&lt;/a&gt; (we went to a lovely brunch in the morning, fit in a run and saw a play in the evening) and a handy reminder that my recaps are getting stale fast. &amp;nbsp;I'm going to start these things in earnest, real soon, cross my heart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first, I thought I'd share our belated honeymoon-type travels. &amp;nbsp;For about 2 weeks (06/28-07/10) we roamed around Europe (London, Paris and the French countryside) visiting friends, making new friends and going to another set of friends' wedding (in a chateau!). &amp;nbsp;We totally didn't mind mini-mini-mooning back in November for our big wedding because we knew this trip was on our horizon. &amp;nbsp;And we loved spending our 'honeymoon' with friends, since our friends are so far flung it was great to see people we haven't seen in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part one has us visiting my old friend (and bridesmaid) from architecture school who's making her life out in London. &amp;nbsp;Our trip also coincided with another architecture school friend's stop over on her way back from South African World Cup madness, so we had a smallish reunion, British style. &amp;nbsp;The first day consisted mainly of finding food and nice places to take naps throughout London, any park was fair game. &amp;nbsp;Then we made a quick dinner at her flat and slept as much as we could during the few hours of nighttime (it was light out from about 5 am to 11 pm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXC6wTUS-I/AAAAAAAABgI/k5nuXoIUb4U/s1600/europe+2010_1+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXC6wTUS-I/AAAAAAAABgI/k5nuXoIUb4U/s400/europe+2010_1+006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Day two involved the standard tourist's intro to London, because Mr. Moonbeam has never been and there are certain things you just have to see. &amp;nbsp;We started out down by the London Eye and walked over to Big Ben and Westminster Abby. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXC8bkdM7I/AAAAAAAABgQ/oaxOARt2FDY/s1600/europe+2010_1+030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXC8bkdM7I/AAAAAAAABgQ/oaxOARt2FDY/s400/europe+2010_1+030.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXC9xN298I/AAAAAAAABgY/j8mwkja6x2c/s1600/europe+2010_1+048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXC9xN298I/AAAAAAAABgY/j8mwkja6x2c/s400/europe+2010_1+048.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then we made our way over to Trafalgar Square. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXDBS7ON8I/AAAAAAAABgo/r8HWt5J7e0s/s1600/europe+2010_1+086.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXDBS7ON8I/AAAAAAAABgo/r8HWt5J7e0s/s400/europe+2010_1+086.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to lunch we saw guards on horses somewhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXC_pXTlVI/AAAAAAAABgg/I9sZFzpfJrw/s1600/europe+2010_1+079.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXC_pXTlVI/AAAAAAAABgg/I9sZFzpfJrw/s400/europe+2010_1+079.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Then we found a sandwich shop, picked up some lunch and walked over to a church yard that was filled with Londoners on their lunch break. &amp;nbsp;After that we walked around St. Paul and headed over to the Tate Modern to walk around in an air-conditioned gallery (we were definitely there during a heat wave).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXDDU5wh5I/AAAAAAAABgw/CzJDnC4t51Q/s1600/europe+2010_1+098.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXDDU5wh5I/AAAAAAAABgw/CzJDnC4t51Q/s400/europe+2010_1+098.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;St. Paul's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXDFEexn0I/AAAAAAAABg4/4-rdEn-5uP0/s1600/europe+2010_1+108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXDFEexn0I/AAAAAAAABg4/4-rdEn-5uP0/s400/europe+2010_1+108.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crossing the Thames to get to the Tate&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all that we finished up the day with meat pies and fish and chips at Canteen (sort of a nice dinner chain that uses organic and sustainably raised ingredients). &amp;nbsp;I think I've had better fish and chips at places that only do fish and chips, but my beef and tomato pie was really, really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXDG1JnpdI/AAAAAAAABhA/fNDkz8PgzF8/s1600/europe+2010_1+116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXDG1JnpdI/AAAAAAAABhA/fNDkz8PgzF8/s400/europe+2010_1+116.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The next morning, our other friend made her way from South Africa with her boyfriend. &amp;nbsp;They were all hopped up on vuvuzelas and ready for a crash tour of London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four of us headed down to the center of London (grabbed a quick pasty, mmm) and made a day of it. &amp;nbsp;There was a city-wide architecture exhibition going on so we tried to see some of that. &amp;nbsp;The Victoria and Albert had 6 installations of architectural work to see. &amp;nbsp;They were a diverse group of spaces and I loved this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXD2xjz6mI/AAAAAAAABhI/i2XqKRzxrl8/s1600/europe+2010_1+138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXD2xjz6mI/AAAAAAAABhI/i2XqKRzxrl8/s400/europe+2010_1+138.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXD434YrII/AAAAAAAABhQ/5Cbp34Zm_cM/s1600/europe+2010_1+144.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXD434YrII/AAAAAAAABhQ/5Cbp34Zm_cM/s400/europe+2010_1+144.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXD6eiq7XI/AAAAAAAABhY/2ncZgh2xINQ/s1600/europe+2010_1+145.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXD6eiq7XI/AAAAAAAABhY/2ncZgh2xINQ/s400/europe+2010_1+145.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's made from split trees, the ground is bagged mulch and the tops looked like palm fronds to me, but they were another tree product. &amp;nbsp;The inside had been polished smooth with carved words and the outside had been left natural. &amp;nbsp;Mr. Moonbeam liked this one, he is the quintessential bookworm, and wants nothing more than a place to hang out surrounded by books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXD8gW-cAI/AAAAAAAABhg/I_3wz-hB0gM/s1600/europe+2010_1+147.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXD8gW-cAI/AAAAAAAABhg/I_3wz-hB0gM/s400/europe+2010_1+147.JPG" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The V&amp;amp;A is really cool and I definitely recommend it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXD-NrRWaI/AAAAAAAABho/3aZ18n4zEpg/s1600/europe+2010_1+137.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXD-NrRWaI/AAAAAAAABho/3aZ18n4zEpg/s400/europe+2010_1+137.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;After that we took a long time to find 'Brick Lane' (or Indian food heaven). &amp;nbsp;For those who may try to find it in the future, it's near Spitalfields Market. &amp;nbsp;We walked into one of the first places we saw and had some yummy food. &amp;nbsp;I found out later, that locals know how to make the most of it. &amp;nbsp;The kind of bargaining that happens, is I want to spend 'x' amount, I want to bring in my own wine and that's that. &amp;nbsp;Apparently if they say no, you just move onto the next place. &amp;nbsp;They are literally every other establishment on the block. &amp;nbsp;And with that it was back to our friend's flat to hang out and catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXEAmMj2yI/AAAAAAAABhw/EgT-vM59Vjo/s1600/europe+2010_1+202.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXEAmMj2yI/AAAAAAAABhw/EgT-vM59Vjo/s400/europe+2010_1+202.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Walking through Spitalfield's&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day, we had to catch the Eurostar at about 5, so we had a good bit of the day to walk around and get a little bit of exploring done. &amp;nbsp;So the two of us set out to find Hyde Park and I think we just found Kensington Gardens (a smaller part of the park). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXECy5bclI/AAAAAAAABh4/EYPr6wx88V0/s1600/europe+2010_1+205.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXECy5bclI/AAAAAAAABh4/EYPr6wx88V0/s400/europe+2010_1+205.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We think someone lives here in the park, lucky.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXEE3_qxbI/AAAAAAAABiA/EpnK-WuGq5Y/s1600/europe+2010_1+207.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXEE3_qxbI/AAAAAAAABiA/EpnK-WuGq5Y/s400/europe+2010_1+207.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXEyGSbI3I/AAAAAAAABiI/aK69Jg1MLfs/s1600/europe+2010_1+212.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXEyGSbI3I/AAAAAAAABiI/aK69Jg1MLfs/s400/europe+2010_1+212.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It was still lovely and that was enough for us, so then we went off in search of a Swedish zombie novel that was out in the U.K. but not in print in the U.S. yet. &amp;nbsp;I don't think you can truly appreciate the joy on Mr. Moonbeam's face when I found that book behind another book on the store's shelves. &amp;nbsp;He was filled with about as much love for me in that moment as he was on our wedding day. &amp;nbsp;(Darn, why didn't I take a picture)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with that we set out to St. Pancras to catch the Eurostar to Paris. &amp;nbsp;It's a pretty ride and I recommend it if you have to get between London and Paris, but book your tickets early, Eurostar is like airlines in the way that prices go up the longer you wait. &amp;nbsp;I thought it was like trains that just have a set price, oh well you live and learn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-6773502876001423383?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/6773502876001423383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/08/honeymoon-part-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/6773502876001423383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/6773502876001423383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/08/honeymoon-part-i.html' title='Honeymoon Part I'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/TFXC6wTUS-I/AAAAAAAABgI/k5nuXoIUb4U/s72-c/europe+2010_1+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-2587386794452983084</id><published>2010-02-07T20:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T21:15:02.884-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making the Dress, part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, we had the &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/02/01/making-the-dress-part-1/"&gt;materials&lt;/a&gt; and a&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2010/02/03/making-the-dress-part-2/"&gt; mockup&lt;/a&gt; and then I finally met up with Momma MB in Texas and we got down to business.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2-WDrYU_dI/AAAAAAAABTQ/gnnpwzwmusY/s1600-h/human+dress+form+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 336px; height: 385px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2-WDrYU_dI/AAAAAAAABTQ/gnnpwzwmusY/s400/human+dress+form+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435728265188015570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I stood around like this a lot.  I spent 3 days straight in leggings, with a stick on bra taped to me with painter's tape (so that we wouldn't waste the stickiness) and a tank top, so that I could easily turn into a human dress form at a moment's notice.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2-WDpXsHxI/AAAAAAAABTI/D7J1Ps8cID4/s1600-h/human+dress+form+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 336px; height: 361px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2-WDpXsHxI/AAAAAAAABTI/D7J1Ps8cID4/s400/human+dress+form+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435728264648466194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It looks easy, but it's actually quite tiring.  Anyhoo, many subtle reshaping of pattern pieces later, we ended up with this top.  Momma MB did &lt;a href="http://www.sewneau.com/how.to/french.seam.html"&gt;french seams&lt;/a&gt; on this lovely, so everything was perfect.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2-V2b4znNI/AAAAAAAABTA/rfkv18V_ykI/s1600-h/disembodied+top.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 307px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2-V2b4znNI/AAAAAAAABTA/rfkv18V_ykI/s400/disembodied+top.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435728037690973394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, small and insignificant when compared to the ridiculous amount of fabric in this skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2-V2HCwEYI/AAAAAAAABS4/evYiDcK8l7w/s1600-h/skirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2-V2HCwEYI/AAAAAAAABS4/evYiDcK8l7w/s1600-h/skirt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2-V2HCwEYI/AAAAAAAABS4/evYiDcK8l7w/s400/skirt.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435728032095539586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here are the two pieces put-together, waiting for the finishing touches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2-VYMscieI/AAAAAAAABSQ/pGmcDDR5N30/s400/human+dress+form+4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is Momma MB after she fell asleep hand-stitching the horsehair braid at the hem.  It helps the skirt to keep it's shape.  It was something like 7+ yards (that's 21+ feet) around the circumference of the bottom of the skirt and she had to do it twice!  For those using it, you have to stretch the horsehair braid as you sew, so that when you turn it under it fits your hem correctly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2-V1OYt_ZI/AAAAAAAABSg/7SJ8yH5R4EU/s1600-h/worked+to+the+bone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2-V1OYt_ZI/AAAAAAAABSg/7SJ8yH5R4EU/s400/worked+to+the+bone.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435728016886857106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And here's the lovely train, with all of the lace left intact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2-VXzeLGxI/AAAAAAAABSI/GzWfyQLXGfU/s1600-h/human+dress+form+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2-VXzeLGxI/AAAAAAAABSI/GzWfyQLXGfU/s400/human+dress+form+5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435727511445773074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You'll notice that the train is detachable for any other cousins who would like to just use the train.  The buttons are from that same heirloom dress that the lace came from, and below is the simplest bustle ever.  There's a simple loop strategically placed in the middle of the lace and you just hook it around the center button.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2-VXHYygeI/AAAAAAAABR4/Oz5qFp8K2B4/s1600-h/bustle_detail.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2-VXHYygeI/AAAAAAAABR4/Oz5qFp8K2B4/s400/bustle_detail.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435727499612029410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And there's the dress, I can't wait for the pro-pics so I can see it all done up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-2587386794452983084?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/2587386794452983084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/02/making-dress-part-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/2587386794452983084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/2587386794452983084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/02/making-dress-part-3.html' title='Making the Dress, part 3'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2-WDrYU_dI/AAAAAAAABTQ/gnnpwzwmusY/s72-c/human+dress+form+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-9074756745426644980</id><published>2010-02-02T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T22:43:55.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making the Dress, part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So, what to do with heirloom lace that is 50+ years old?  If your mother is an avid quilter, you wash it with the same stuff that quilters use to wash antique quilts.  A little goes a long way, I only used the soap left on the protective seal after opening this product and there were plenty of suds.  The spoonful that comes with it is enough to do a whole quilt, so don't use a lot or you will be rinsing forever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2kXHF92zCI/AAAAAAAABRw/4ouHgu8Jc8Y/s1600-h/quilt+care.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 336px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2kXHF92zCI/AAAAAAAABRw/4ouHgu8Jc8Y/s400/quilt+care.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433899836027358242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Don't worry, we didn't just dunk all of the lace in and keep our fingers crossed, we tested a small piece of it first to make sure it didn't disintegrate.  Then we dunked it all in a big soapy pot.  We then proceeded to rinse it about 12 times.  That much lace got really heavy and with all that 'careful kneading' to make sure we didn't rip it, our arms got tired.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2kXGwaGCNI/AAAAAAAABRo/Pfzh0yTRLxg/s1600-h/wash_lace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2kXGwaGCNI/AAAAAAAABRo/Pfzh0yTRLxg/s400/wash_lace.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433899830240217298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then we laid it on some old sheets to dry in the evening sunlight.  Make sure to shape it as you lay it down.  You don't want it to stretch in any weird ways.  If you'll notice, that piece of lace is the entire skirt of my Grandmother's/Mother's dress.  In the finished product you'll see all of this left intact, in case future brides in the family want to use it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2kW95iAITI/AAAAAAAABRg/G6-nGhDKxOw/s1600-h/dry_lace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2kW95iAITI/AAAAAAAABRg/G6-nGhDKxOw/s400/dry_lace.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433899678070481202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were a couple of small stains.  I used a soft toothbrush and a stain stick of some sort and gave it a shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2kW9pa_w9I/AAAAAAAABRY/FIKEtBLUF2A/s1600-h/stain+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2kW9pa_w9I/AAAAAAAABRY/FIKEtBLUF2A/s400/stain+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433899673746129874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It made it a little lighter, but a 30-50 year old stain isn't necessarily going anywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2kW9B1ZIHI/AAAAAAAABRQ/AEdkIoY0Gvw/s1600-h/stain+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2kW9B1ZIHI/AAAAAAAABRQ/AEdkIoY0Gvw/s400/stain+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433899663119425650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And months before the big day, Momma MB sent me the first mockup.  Then I proceeded to text her pictures of how it fit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2kW8sE2WcI/AAAAAAAABRI/G1xpW4daVwY/s1600-h/0822091916-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2kW8sE2WcI/AAAAAAAABRI/G1xpW4daVwY/s400/0822091916-00.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433899657278675394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought it was fine, but Momma MB had other ideas and the top was adjusted multiple times from this iteration.  She wanted me to look like I had a chest and I didn't want to wear a bra.  Because if it was going to work with my backless dress I thought it would have to have boning, be one of those crazy tie around bras or  cutlets, and none of those options were appealing.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2kW8ToYlkI/AAAAAAAABRA/2EFnqsKhRb8/s1600-h/0822091915-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2kW8ToYlkI/AAAAAAAABRA/2EFnqsKhRb8/s400/0822091915-00.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433899650716833346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Luckily we found a solution.  Victoria's Secret stick on bra, not the cutlet kind.  I think it was &lt;a href="http://www2.victoriassecret.com/commerce/onlineProductDisplay.vs?namespace=productDisplay&amp;amp;origin=onlineProductDisplay.jsp&amp;amp;event=display&amp;amp;prnbr=GJ-239966&amp;amp;page=1&amp;amp;cgname=OSBRPSTPZZZ&amp;amp;rfnbr=5315"&gt;this one.&lt;/a&gt;  I got the nude version and it stayed on the whole night and was totally comfortable.  And this is coming from a girl who wears sports just about every day of her life.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I'll show you the finished project next time.  But at least you didn't have to wait until 2 days before your wedding to see it!  Love you Momma MB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-9074756745426644980?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/9074756745426644980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/02/making-dress-part-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/9074756745426644980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/9074756745426644980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/02/making-dress-part-2.html' title='Making the Dress, part 2'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2kXHF92zCI/AAAAAAAABRw/4ouHgu8Jc8Y/s72-c/quilt+care.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-4772494397618938145</id><published>2010-01-31T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T13:00:00.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making the Dress, part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Since I've been married for a couple of months now, I guess it's safe to talk about the dress. Momma MB swore me to secrecy before the wedding, but now I can let y'all in on the process of having my mother make my dress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We started with two patterns from &lt;a href="http://voguepatterns.mccall.com/"&gt;Vogue&lt;/a&gt;.  I liked the geometric quality of this top, but, clearly, those weird little points had to go.  They don't really say 'timeless' to me.  And be warned that this top has absolutely no darts and for the non-sewers out there, darts are what give shape to a bodice.  They are usually the way you make room for 'womanly' curves.  Luckily, I don't have many of said curves up top, so it was possible, though it definitely still gave Momma MB a headache.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2SEEcis3HI/AAAAAAAABQQ/fsqfSxpiSt0/s1600-h/V8576+image.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 379px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2SEEcis3HI/AAAAAAAABQQ/fsqfSxpiSt0/s400/V8576+image.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432612262431743090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://voguepatterns.mccall.com/v8576-products-9958.php?page_id=857"&gt;V8576&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2SEDkY4gTI/AAAAAAAABQA/Iw6HeuM7cT8/s400/V8576+line+art+edit.gif" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 253px; height: 248px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432612247358177586" /&gt;Then we added it to this skirt.  We opted for the version without the train because we were going to be making a train out of some &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/09/04/wedding-dress-inspiration-and-lace/"&gt;very special lace&lt;/a&gt;.  When I started the whole wedding planning process, I didn't expect to be in such a full skirt, but as Momma MB and I discussed and tried on a few dresses, it became clear that with no bust and a somewhat 'ample' rear, it was going to be the best for my body type. And at 5'10" a full skirt is not going to 'overwhelm' me like I've heard some other ladies talk about.  It would also prove to be the most comfortable.  It didn't matter what was going on under there, no one was gonna know.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2SEEGZR_pI/AAAAAAAABQI/4ptsZoMQ_oo/s1600-h/V2979+image.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2SEEGZR_pI/AAAAAAAABQI/4ptsZoMQ_oo/s1600-h/V2979+image.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2SEEGZR_pI/AAAAAAAABQI/4ptsZoMQ_oo/s400/V2979+image.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432612256486653586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://voguepatterns.mccall.com/v2979-products-7971.php?page_id=186"&gt;V2979&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2SEDf8EgVI/AAAAAAAABP4/r7bSATQHxFk/s1600-h/V2979+line+art.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2SEDf8EgVI/AAAAAAAABP4/r7bSATQHxFk/s400/V2979+line+art.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432612246163587410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And here is my crudely done hybrid of the two line drawings above.  You can see that we removed the notches from the front and the center piece from the back.  It turns out that my back is so narrow, in comparison to my length, that Momma MB just had to remove the center piece and those two points that were a couple of inches apart in the original design were suddenly kissing on my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2SEDNvCKSI/AAAAAAAABPw/w9BVgy8MxHE/s1600-h/V8576-line-art-edit.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2SEDNvCKSI/AAAAAAAABPw/w9BVgy8MxHE/s400/V8576-line-art-edit.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432612241277069602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We used 10 yards of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dupioni&lt;/span&gt; silk.  There is a lot of yardage in this skirt.  We may have been able to get by with less, but Momma MB ended up cutting out a few versions of the top so that we could get the fit just right.  And since there is a very obvious direction to the weave of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dupioni&lt;/span&gt; silk we wanted to make sure that we had enough room to fit our pieces with the weave going the way we wanted.  (Momma MB wanted me to clarify that this is not the same as the 'grain' of a fabric in sewing.  That is referring to the amount of stretch in each direction of the fabric there is and makes a difference with how it drapes on the body.  I'm just talking about the fact that you can see lines in the fabric from the difference in thickness of the pieces of 'yarn' that the fabric is woven out out.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Dupioni&lt;/span&gt; has almost no stretch and can probably be draped in any direction you like.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2SDCrF7-nI/AAAAAAAABPY/CMCqtFdTiRE/s400/dupioni+silk.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 313px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432611132466264690" /&gt;personal picture of my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dupioni&lt;/span&gt; silk &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 yards at $15/yd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Momma MB lined the top of the dress with cotton batiste.  Batiste is usually used for christening gowns and ladies underthings.  It's very smooth, fine and lightweight, it also feels lovely against your skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2SDB01fxHI/AAAAAAAABPI/Sk1NtxpdL98/s400/battiste.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432611117901792370" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://royalbabyboutique.com/shop/index.php?main_page=index&amp;amp;cPath=149_14_17_25"&gt;batiste&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 yards at $5/yd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We used poly satin to line the skirt, it's better for holding up the weight of the skirt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;8 yards at $7/yd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And in order to give some strength to the entire garment we used silk organza as an underlining.  It was cut out and sewn individually to every piece of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;dupioni&lt;/span&gt; silk.  You cut the pieces together, then sew them outside of the seam.  In essence, you're just making a thicker fabric.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2SDCdvHxFI/AAAAAAAABPQ/q4nQegwv4Tk/s400/Organza_subcat.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432611128880907346" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.plumridge.com/CategoryProductList.jsp?cat=SILK+FABRIC:SILK+ORGANZA"&gt;organza&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;10 yards at $10/yd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The other ingredients of this dress were 8 yards of horsehair braid for the hem, good thread, a zipper, buttons (along with their silk cord closures) from my Grandmother/Mother's dress, and the lace from the same dress for the train.  I would also recommend buying pattern weight paper because if you're anything like my Mom (read sewing perfectionist) you'll be demolishing the paper that comes with the pattern after all the changes that sometimes need to be made.  In my case there was a lot of lengthening, and some adjusting for the smallish nature of my chest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So, budget breakdown:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;$150 for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dupioni&lt;/span&gt; silk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;$100 for silk organza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;$10 for batiste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;$56 for poly satin lining&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;$30-40 for patterns&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;$20-30 for the horsehair braid and other notions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;$20 for other fabric to make a mock up of the dress before using the real stuff.  Often people use muslin, but Momma MB used something similar to the poly satin lining so that the drape would be more similar to the silk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So then add tax and such and you're looking at...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Low $400's for all the dress materials.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Certainly not bad for a one-of-a-kind, super important to me wedding dress.  But if I had to pay Momma MB for her time, this dress would certainly be getting into $$$ territory.  Thanks Momma MB!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And just for fun, here are some other patterns that I liked and considered.  I was all over the map, like most of us are at some point in this process we call 'wedding planning.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2SDDYe2IFI/AAAAAAAABPo/lkj52XoNwWg/s1600-h/V2965.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 379px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2SDDYe2IFI/AAAAAAAABPo/lkj52XoNwWg/s400/V2965.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432611144650334290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://voguepatterns.mccall.com/v2965-products-8317.php?page_id=186"&gt;V2965&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2SDDAQYiUI/AAAAAAAABPg/sm7DYyWVuKw/s1600-h/V1030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 379px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2SDDAQYiUI/AAAAAAAABPg/sm7DYyWVuKw/s400/V1030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432611138147223874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://voguepatterns.mccall.com/v1030-products-7884.php?page_id=186"&gt;V1030&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;If any of you are out there making your dress, or having it made, don't be afraid to mix patterns and look in non-bridal patterns.  There really aren't that many bridal dress patterns out there and many of them are 'dated' to put it nicely.  Oh, and watch out for pattern sales, we were in a hurry to buy something while Momma MB and I were in the same city so she could put the pattern pieces on my body and take a look, but patterns go on sale seasonally and it can mean a savings of $15-20 sometimes.  And good luck to Miss Sewing on her dress adventure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-4772494397618938145?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/4772494397618938145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/01/making-dress-part-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/4772494397618938145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/4772494397618938145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/01/making-dress-part-1.html' title='Making the Dress, part 1'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S2SEEcis3HI/AAAAAAAABQQ/fsqfSxpiSt0/s72-c/V8576+image.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-2984314669234928417</id><published>2010-01-20T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T13:57:39.528-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Faux-to-booth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sorry about the absence, I'm still waiting on pro photos and happily I got a new job after the wedding, but it's been busy.  Well, here it is folks... The Flower Wall!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S1d2CKzLG-I/AAAAAAAABOI/N-rzhWSb3vw/s1600-h/pb_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S1d2CKzLG-I/AAAAAAAABOI/N-rzhWSb3vw/s400/pb_1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428937655449230306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And to be honest, I love it.  The wall itself was gorgeous and we got some super fun photos out of the whole thing, but there were some lessons to be learned. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you who've been following along, tutorials are &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/10/22/one-month-left/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/09/20/more-paper-flowers/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/09/15/paper-flowers-details/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  I also added some really big accordion flowers (for lack of a better term) and I really think they added some necessary dimension.  The biggest one is 18" in diameter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S1d2B8q683I/AAAAAAAABOA/mE-xznRhIk4/s1600-h/pb_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S1d2B8q683I/AAAAAAAABOA/mE-xznRhIk4/s400/pb_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428937651656520562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But first things first.  Thanks to this woman, my Grandma!  She assembled way more of these flowers than any 82 year old should and I couldn't have done it without her.  At least not if I hoped to keep my sanity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S1d2BU_HQLI/AAAAAAAABNw/5zWddTrmkyo/s1600-h/pb_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S1d2BU_HQLI/AAAAAAAABNw/5zWddTrmkyo/s400/pb_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428937641003794610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of the guests got into it and we got some great photos, ranging from these cute bubble makers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S1d2BH7ajeI/AAAAAAAABNo/WBZiizhn33k/s1600-h/pb_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S1d2BH7ajeI/AAAAAAAABNo/WBZiizhn33k/s400/pb_7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428937637498621410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;To myriad of inside jokes from my college friends.  This joke does involve alcohol, but truthfully I wasn't &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; undignified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S1d1yv1QFcI/AAAAAAAABNg/n2YJLBPY8Vg/s1600-h/pb_10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 204px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S1d1yv1QFcI/AAAAAAAABNg/n2YJLBPY8Vg/s400/pb_10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428937390512149954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This one doesn't involve college drinking antics.  I simply had a dream that I was riding a peanut butter and jelly sandwich shaped like a donkey.  What?  Confused?  Anyhoo, it was a thing for a while among us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Oh, lesson from this pic, put a mark where people should stand in front of your photobooth, we've got more than a few that are less than centered.)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S1d1xh_-XKI/AAAAAAAABNI/c3dn5pAy98o/s400/pb_9.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 238px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428937369619160226" /&gt;And of course, who could forget the bridal party acting retarded.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S1d1yTPDfnI/AAAAAAAABNY/8jZtzMZ88Vw/s1600-h/pb_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S1d1yTPDfnI/AAAAAAAABNY/8jZtzMZ88Vw/s1600-h/pb_5.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S1d1yTPDfnI/AAAAAAAABNY/8jZtzMZ88Vw/s400/pb_5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428937382835748466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Look at the intensity in those eyes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S1d1x5RlBkI/AAAAAAAABNQ/cKNVh6_EIVM/s1600-h/pb_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S1d1x5RlBkI/AAAAAAAABNQ/cKNVh6_EIVM/s400/pb_8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428937375867012674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And well wishes from the guests.  This one advising chocolate will surely be taken to heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S1d1xKfOlfI/AAAAAAAABNA/_puLUtgl6VU/s1600-h/pb_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S1d1xKfOlfI/AAAAAAAABNA/_puLUtgl6VU/s400/pb_6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428937363307795954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Closing thoughts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clear and simple signage.  We had a little tiny sign that said to write on the board and use the remote to snap a picture.  Eventually a bridesmaid stepped in and instructed people, but if I had to do it over again, there would have been pictorial instructions.  I also might have added signs on the tables, so that people could figure out what's going on while doing other things.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Put down that center mark and get your camera framed well to the wall.  We just had the flower board leaning against the wall and the camera on a tripod (that was guarded by dessert tables, so people wouldn't trip over it) opposite the wall, with a remote attached to the wall with string.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make a couple of announcements, so people realize you'll be using this as your guestbook.  If you'll notice most of the pictures I have are of young people, they're camera savvy and understood the concept.  I don't have pictures of all of the grandparents and sadly I don't even have pictures of Momma MB and Mr. MB.  I mean I have other pictures of them, but none in front of the flower wall.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll still be popping in here and there, but I'm waiting on those pro photos.  I did get a promising preview though.  Oh, and to those who tried to buy this wall from me after I was done with it, I'm sorry, I just couldn't get organized enough to get that together, but it was really fun to make and I'm sure there are a million background ideas out there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-2984314669234928417?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/2984314669234928417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/01/faux-to-booth.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/2984314669234928417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/2984314669234928417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2010/01/faux-to-booth.html' title='Faux-to-booth'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S1d2CKzLG-I/AAAAAAAABOI/N-rzhWSb3vw/s72-c/pb_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-9177277841621740768</id><published>2009-12-21T16:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T16:45:17.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ornament Inspiration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SzAT6oHmMBI/AAAAAAAABLY/duQiWiT13QA/s1600-h/gnomes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 354px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SzAT6oHmMBI/AAAAAAAABLY/duQiWiT13QA/s400/gnomes.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417852249649328146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=37088194&amp;amp;ref=sr_gallery_3&amp;amp;&amp;amp;ga_search_query=ornaments&amp;amp;ga_search_type=handmade&amp;amp;ga_page=6&amp;amp;includes[]=tags&amp;amp;includes[]=title"&gt;This orname&lt;/a&gt;nt is as cute as they come.  I found it on the &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/DancingGnome"&gt;Dancing Gnome etsy sho&lt;/a&gt;p and I couldn't help but imagine the whimsical woodland wedding that could come out of it.  I think the ornaments would make great cake toppers and then a few gnomes could be sprinkled throughout for some fun decorations. Gnome illustrations could be used as table numbers, and those little red hats are the perfect pop of color.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SzAT6Iy6gbI/AAAAAAAABLQ/HEOAg9vbA2I/s400/gnome_board.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 310px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417852241241080242" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://housemartin.typepad.com/housemartin/2007/10/woodland-weddin.html"&gt;cakebar&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.designspongeonline.com/2009/05/page/2"&gt;invites&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.foundus.com/gnomes/"&gt;illustration&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://officegnomesatdikeou.blogspot.com/2007/12/office-gnomes-must-have-tree-gnome.html"&gt;old gnome&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://snippetandink.blogspot.com/2009/10/real-wedding-anna-bruno.html"&gt;bride and groom&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://snippetandink.blogspot.com/2009/10/real-wedding-anna-bruno.html"&gt;lovenest&lt;/a&gt;  and the random forest/tree pics were taken by me while we were snowshoeing in Sequoia National Park this weekend.  So pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And since it's the holiday season and I love wrapping gifts, I thought I'd share a tip on what to do with excess doilies with the hive.  Solid paper from Target, various sizes of doilies and raffia from Michael's and cardstock from Paper Source equals too cute gift wrap.  You can also see a handy brown paper bag in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SzAT5yE2TsI/AAAAAAAABLI/7hlbv4OyLPY/s400/giftwrap.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417852235142287042" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;All of these were wrapped with one roll of paper, 2 packs of doilies and one roll of raffia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SzAT5edd-uI/AAAAAAAABLA/bi0nBjVPrvA/s400/gifts.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417852229876841186" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For cylinders (like wine bottles and candles) just make a ribbon of paper and wrap around the perfectly cylindrical part.  Cut a long strip of paper and fold over the sides to get neat edges and wrap around.  Slap on a doily and some raffia and you're good to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-9177277841621740768?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/9177277841621740768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/12/ornament-inspiration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/9177277841621740768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/9177277841621740768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/12/ornament-inspiration.html' title='Ornament Inspiration'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SzAT6oHmMBI/AAAAAAAABLY/duQiWiT13QA/s72-c/gnomes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-5621251379856107408</id><published>2009-12-18T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T18:06:39.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ring Bearer Pillow and Mr. MB's Ring</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You might remember my ring, from &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/09/06/my-ring-3/"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;, but here's Mr. MB's ring (with mine) on a handkerchief gifted to us at the rehearsal dinner with our names and wedding date embroidered for posterity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sywo8ylx_NI/AAAAAAAABKw/0pn9jpS7cBk/s400/rings.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416749476657364178" /&gt;We also found this jeweler on &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/view_listing.php?listing_id=19714568&amp;amp;ref=sr_gallery_1&amp;amp;&amp;amp;ga_search_query=the+architects+ring&amp;amp;ga_search_type=category&amp;amp;category=weddings&amp;amp;ga_page=&amp;amp;includes[]=tags&amp;amp;includes[]=title"&gt;etsy&lt;/a&gt;, but then just ordered it over email since it was a special (cheaper) order.  We switched out the metal to 10K white gold to get this ring within our reach. &lt;a href="http://www.jimdailing.com/"&gt; Jim Dailing&lt;/a&gt; (the jeweler) couldn't have been better to work with, he was lightning fast and didn't make us feel lame about downgrading his beautiful design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sywo8WlWX2I/AAAAAAAABKo/LH4GSjZmK9A/s400/ringbearer.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 281px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416749469139361634" /&gt;And for fun, here's the ring bearer pillow that Momma MB whipped up in the last days before the wedding.  It incorporates the silk and lace used in my dress and a button from my Grandma's dress is in the center.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sywo8GeszRI/AAAAAAAABKg/B0Ncue_avu0/s400/ringberearer-2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 261px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416749464816504082" /&gt;The back has a handy dandy handle for our ringbearer.  We used our old &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/09/18/our-cohabitation-rings/"&gt;cohabitation rings&lt;/a&gt; as stand-ins on the big day (mostly because I forgot to buy some decorative ones).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SywuoxG9_JI/AAAAAAAABK4/VA7N19W_qxU/s400/pillow_diagram_small.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416755729732074642" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And for those curious readers out there, here's a quick quilting 101 lesson.  Sorry for lack of pictures, this thing got made in the wee hours.  But the diagram above can be printed out to whatever size you want for super simple pattern pieces.  The grey is where the lace went and it's important to pay attention to the grain of the silk when you're putting this together.  It's just for aesthetics, but just make sure you're putting the nubby dupioni silk 'stripes' in the direction you desire.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cut your pieces with the 1/4" seam allowance all the way around (4 squares and 4 triangles out of silk, 2 triangles out of lace).  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pin your lace triangles on top of the silk ones and baste together very close to the edges.  Sew your lacey triangles to their non-lacey counterparts (along the diagonal) and open into a square. Use a low setting on your iron to press the seams.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sew each of your triangles to their squares, open and iron seams.  Sew the two halves to eachother, open and iron seams.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Momma MB added a decorative zigzag stitch along the center seams. If you want to do this, just play with your sewing machine settings until you find a decorative stitch (and size) that you like and topstitch over the seams.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;After that take your large square for the back of the pillow and pin to quilted top, right sides together.  Sew together almost all the way around (leave an inch or so open to turn out and stuff).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turn the pillow right side out and be sure to push out corners (the blunt end of a chopstick or something similar would be good).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stuff with poly-fil or whatever you'd like in there (some of you might want to add a lavender sachet).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Close up the 1 inch opening by hand stitching (keep your stitches small and unobtrusive).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grab a button and a long needle.  Place needle in the center, push through and pull tight to tuft your pillow.  Sew on the button.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Momma MB handstitched on the handle and ring ties at this point (but it might make more sense to sew those on before you put the two sides of the pillow together).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;There you go, pillow done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-5621251379856107408?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/5621251379856107408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/12/ring-bearer-pillow-and-mr-mbs-ring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/5621251379856107408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/5621251379856107408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/12/ring-bearer-pillow-and-mr-mbs-ring.html' title='Ring Bearer Pillow and Mr. MB&apos;s Ring'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sywo8ylx_NI/AAAAAAAABKw/0pn9jpS7cBk/s72-c/rings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-5011764640772276707</id><published>2009-12-10T13:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T13:03:13.883-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gifts For Those That Wore What We Told Them To</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mr. Moonbeam got his guys flasks with their initials monogrammed on them.  It's standard, I know, but the guys loved them and used them immediately.  We picked up ours at &lt;a href="http://www.thingsremembered.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/Home_10001_9951"&gt;Things Remembered&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SyFavHO35SI/AAAAAAAABJg/xTwd0Zejxpk/s400/flasks.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 269px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413707992517829922" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thingsremembered.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/TRproduct_10001_9951_999595803_-1_3010_3979_4527___?occasionId=0_1_~|~|~|~|~|~"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr. Moonbeam's brother (his best man) got the deluxe kit below.  It came in a nice box and we had his first name put on the plaque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SyFbl4LYVyI/AAAAAAAABJo/i2mX8RqTXVk/s400/trenton_gift.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 269px; height: 269px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413708933369452322" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thingsremembered.com/webapp/wcs/stores/servlet/TRproduct_10001_9951_999605353_-1_3343_%20?catId=3736&amp;amp;IWTSM=0&amp;amp;occasionId=10204"&gt;Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SyFau3kt9GI/AAAAAAAABJY/tnNng3UFZW4/s1600-h/maid_gifts.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My ladies got some cute little items from &lt;a href="http://www.ulta.com/ulta/index.jsp"&gt;Ulta&lt;/a&gt; along with some bronze necklaces from &lt;a href="http://www.macys.com/"&gt;Macy's&lt;/a&gt;.  Ulta was having a sale and you could pick up stocking stuffers at the great price of 5 for $5.  They got lotion, a mini make-up brush kit, nail polish, lip gloss and a nail file.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SyFau3kt9GI/AAAAAAAABJY/tnNng3UFZW4/s400/maid_gifts.jpg" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413707988314485858" /&gt;Look at these awesome necklaces, I really should have bought some for myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might have to use some of those leftover gift cards on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SyFaupXw-DI/AAAAAAAABJQ/X6YvhWRcg0U/s400/maid_necklaces.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413707984502061106" /&gt;The flower girls got these adorable little purses, they match nothing and I didn't care.  I picked them up at &lt;a href="http://www.claires.com/index.asp"&gt;Claire's&lt;/a&gt; for 8 bucks each.  They were filled with some Ulta loot as well: sparkly silver nail polish, a mirror, some lip gloss and very pale eyeshadow (don't want those little kiddies looking too made up.)  The older girls also got an &lt;a href="http://www.groovycandies.com/pc/viewPrd.asp?IDProduct=9223"&gt;awesome candy necklace kit&lt;/a&gt; and the littlest flower girl got some Dora the Explorer candy.  The candy necklace kit was such a big hit, my bridesmaids were a tad jealous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SyFaue8TfHI/AAAAAAAABJI/izvykI2wYcg/s400/flower_girl_gift.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413707981702528114" /&gt;And the ringbearer got a travel Scrabble set.  I simply had no idea what sort of wedding-related gift to get for a boy, so I just got him something he'd like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SyFe47xSKuI/AAAAAAAABJw/vKiHgZBRS84/s400/miles_scrabble.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413712559286135522" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pic by Aunt Annie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since he made his Grandpa dig right in, I think it was a good choice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, they were pretty standard gifts, but at that final push, you're too tired to reinvent the wheel and everyone seemed pretty pleased.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyone else have trouble gifting boys/men?  I never have a clue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-5011764640772276707?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/5011764640772276707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/12/gifts-for-those-that-wore-what-we-told.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/5011764640772276707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/5011764640772276707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/12/gifts-for-those-that-wore-what-we-told.html' title='Gifts For Those That Wore What We Told Them To'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SyFavHO35SI/AAAAAAAABJg/xTwd0Zejxpk/s72-c/flasks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-966432720089477578</id><published>2009-12-02T17:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T22:58:45.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Craft Night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In the week before the wedding we had some ladies over to help finish up some crafts.  Sister MB, Momma MB, Grandma MB, Aunt Eileen, flower girl Abby and Aunt Annie were there to help and so was Mom's friend Linda.  Thanks for all of your help ladies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sxc1D-quQFI/AAAAAAAABIw/VsaBDO772TY/s400/panzanella.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410851819787010130" /&gt;I felt it was only fair to give my workers provisions.  I made panzanella and minestrone, both were a big hit.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quick recipe, because it's so easy and yummy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Panzanella (Bread Salad)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 loaf of bread&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomatoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cucumbers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bell Peppers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Garlic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lemon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dijon Mustard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Olive Oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cube and toast the bread.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dice all your veggies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Smash some garlic cloves into a bowl or vinaigrette bottle, squeeze in some lemon juice, olive oil, dijon mustard, salt and pepper to taste.  Mix it all up and strain over your veggies.  Toss with bread at the last minute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Top with some grated parmesan (the real stuff, not the can, trust me).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's my kind of salad (more croûtons than veggies).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sxc09jJxz7I/AAAAAAAABIg/jfniZPPaxoU/s400/minestrone.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410851709321858994" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sxc08-aanSI/AAAAAAAABII/xWqJaOykk88/s400/annie_abby_help.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 239px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410851699459530018" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Aunt Annie and flower girl Abby stuffing recipe cards into favor bags.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sxc4khn3aJI/AAAAAAAABJA/23TIZ3Y72E8/s400/helpers.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410855677460965522" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;To make the vases for the reception we gathered a bunch of mason jars.  We used the quilted jars.  They seemed a bit more appropriate for our family that has made 100's of quilts.  Get a bunch of cotton fabric, some ribbon lace, buttons, &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/09/08/fabric-flower-tests/"&gt;fabric flowers&lt;/a&gt; and hot glue.  We ripped the fabric into appropriately sized strips and removed all excess threads.  To rip fabric just notch the fabric and rip apart.  Important note:  you can only properly rip along the lenghtwise grain of the fabric.  Lengthwise means parallel to the selvedge.  Selvedge is that finished edge that runs along the length of a bolt of fabric.  If it's puckering as you rip it and not ripping straight, you're ripping the wrong way.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sxc09beVk1I/AAAAAAAABIY/Psvyj4jnxd8/s400/hot_glue.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410851707260605266" /&gt;Then it's really just a matter of hot glue.  Wrap your fabric around and glue in place.  Wrap ribbon around and glue in place.  Attach fabric flower with hot glue and then add the button with, you guessed it, hot glue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sxc09GfQx8I/AAAAAAAABIQ/Ds0d5DLqlrI/s400/final_vase.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410851701627340738" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sxc1EMpbZlI/AAAAAAAABI4/HzmJgZiIgeQ/s1600-h/vases.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sxc1EMpbZlI/AAAAAAAABI4/HzmJgZiIgeQ/s400/vases.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410851823539676754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We had two sizes of these cute little vases.  Larger for the tables and smaller for filler on random tables.  We also had little tiny jars with little tiny plants in them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sxc093cnFaI/AAAAAAAABIo/AQ7llMFsKBc/s400/on_the_table.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 268px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410851714769556898" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here's the only shot I've got so far of a vase in action.  This was either taken by my Aunt Annie (the family shutterbug) or London 'maid.  Either way thanks to both of them for taking pictures, especially Aunt Annie, she got a ton of things that we forgot about.  And, of course, there were things that didn't make it onto that table.  We could not find the tea lights and I wanted squares of the same fabric we used on the vases in the center of the table, but at some point you just let go of things.  I try to remind myself that I'm the only one that notices.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-966432720089477578?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/966432720089477578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/12/craft-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/966432720089477578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/966432720089477578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/12/craft-night.html' title='Craft Night!'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sxc1D-quQFI/AAAAAAAABIw/VsaBDO772TY/s72-c/panzanella.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-4035813450288013511</id><published>2009-11-24T14:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T19:20:08.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Good!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Alright, now that I've got all the bad off my chest, let's get to the good.  I won't go into too much detail, so that I can save stuff for the recaps which will be a while from now, when I get the pro pics, but here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ceremony:&lt;br /&gt;Though it was late and I goofed on the first kiss, it was absolutely perfect.  Our priest did an amazing job, it was personal, he got the guests involved and everybody loved it.  Even the non-Catholics didn't whine about how long it was.  (Though I have no idea how long it was, I'm assuming that a full mass is longer than some are used to.)  I couldn't have been happier with our decision to have the whole wedding in the LaCoste/Castroville area solely because of the priest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bridesmaids:&lt;br /&gt;Sister MoH was there for me whenever I needed her and made my cake with her friend.&lt;br /&gt;Little Cuz 'maid was a makeup and hair maven for all who needed it and helped me out with last minute projects whenever her class schedule would allow.&lt;br /&gt;London 'maid traveled way far to be there with me and rocked out the dessert table and helped folks out with the photobooth.  And a shout out definitely goes to London 'maid's momma, she was such a help.&lt;br /&gt;Seattle 'maid also did some traveling and was there to take care of everything she could think of.  This lady gets things done.&lt;br /&gt;I could not have picked a better crew!  And even though most of them had never met each other we all got along famously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the Ladies:&lt;br /&gt;This is for those ladies that helped so much.  Couldn't have pulled this off without Linda, Aunt Kay, Genni and Gerri, Aunt Eileen, Grandma MB and of course our Mom's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dress:&lt;br /&gt;Momma MB had it down to the wire, but she rocked it out and I can't wait to get a really great picture of it to post for you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BBQ:&lt;br /&gt;Seattle 'maid had never had Texas bbq and was so looking forward to it.  It didn't disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dessert table:&lt;br /&gt;I love the homespun look and almost everything was homemade.  It all tasted fantastic and there was plenty for all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SwxleKscnqI/AAAAAAAABHQ/yA668uxvHF8/s1600/dessert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 324px; display: block; height: 400px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407808821506383522" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SwxleKscnqI/AAAAAAAABHQ/yA668uxvHF8/s400/dessert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Grand March:&lt;br /&gt;A Czech tradition that I was so glad to have included in our big day.  Definitely a highlight, but since this deserves it's own post, I'll leave it for another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Swxk84JYfvI/AAAAAAAABHI/A9mqHZyOizY/s1600/grand_march.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407808249591791346" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Swxk84JYfvI/AAAAAAAABHI/A9mqHZyOizY/s400/grand_march.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There were many more great things and for most of the evening I was really excited about everything, but I wanted to make sure you guys weren't left with a sour taste after that last post.  So, now it will be some last minute projects and as soon as I get those pro pics, I'll start the recaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-4035813450288013511?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/4035813450288013511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/11/good.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/4035813450288013511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/4035813450288013511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/11/good.html' title='The Good!'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SwxleKscnqI/AAAAAAAABHQ/yA668uxvHF8/s72-c/dessert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-2374305530896118808</id><published>2009-11-23T00:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T15:32:27.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doubly Married</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's all over and like many brides I've got mixed emotions about the big day.  There were things I loved and for most of the evening I was truly in the moment and enjoying myself.  But there were some things that keep playing over and over in my head and are keeping me from getting some much-needed shut-eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SwsZOPmJ1YI/AAAAAAAABHA/kotoDwq_fXA/s400/sad_bride.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407443510083835266" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fireflyoccasions.com/VIP/Backstage.htm"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Let's start with the bad (I'm hoping that getting it off my chest will allow me to sleep).  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Venue:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A week before the wedding it sort of hit me that back in October when I dropped off final payment for the venue the owner mentioned that we didn't have Friday set up time anymore as he had rented it out for someone else's rehearsal dinner.  We, of course, were at a disadvantage because when we signed the paper work and my Mom asked that the Friday set up time be added to the contract, the owner said 'oh, don't worry I'm marking it in my calendar, my word's good'.  Brides don't believe anyone when they say this.  Even if it is small town Texas and you can't imagine anyone doing this to you.  Nor can you imagine that when you're trying to resolve the situation the week before the wedding that the owner will start yelling at you about how he's 'going to give you back everything but your deposit, not let you have the venue, call his lawyer and sue you and make you pay so much money you wouldn't believe' because you let him know that you'll be writing about your experiences and his dishonesty on every wedding website you can think of (by the way, I was more 'on the verge of tears' upset, not yelling upset).  I considered it fair warning, he considered it a reason to ream the bride out.  Long story short, avoid the Mary Gray Events Center in Castroville, TX.  Everyone we talked to about him in town gave us knowing looks and rolled eyes.  I wish I'd listened to Momma MB when she said she wasn't getting a good vibe from him.  He also lied about almost everything else.  He said 250 people could be seated in the hall (we had 160 and it was jam packed).  He said 8-10 people could be seated at each table, 8 barely fit).  He told me the room was 100' x 60' when I asked for measurements.  That's probably twice as big as reality.  The room was so small that the music and dance floor had to be put outside, which seriously hurt my chances of getting anyone onto the dance floor.  He said music could be outside until 11 pm, but we found out from anyone else that we talked to that an elderly lady starts filing complaints much earlier than that.  And though the venue is very reasonably priced, you have to use their bartenders and alcohol, there are 3 toilets total, and the owner is a 'cut-throat' Los Angeles business-type who came back to Castroville and is doing his best to take over the town by undercutting all the locals.  In the end, we got the keys around midnight and a separate storage room (in the building, but not the hall) to set up the large flower wall, so it wouldn't have to be brought in from far away.  But I think I should note that we only got the separate room through dealing with his assistant and calling about 5 times to try and get some sort of help.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Linens:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because our set up time had been severely shortened, we now needed someone to set up the tables and linens for us.  The vendor that the events center works with is Fantastic Flowers, and since they quoted the best prices for round table linens, we caved and went with them.  Even though they're closely affiliated with the horrible reception venue owner and we really didn't want to use anyone that could benefit him.  Well when I got to the hall I found out why they were cheaper.  Their linens were square and only go about 1/3 of the way to the floor.  Icky folding table legs were everywhere!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The non-DJ:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our jazz musicians were great, but turns out that no one dances to jazz.  And our laptop set up left for a seriously lacking music situation.  I don't care how cheesy the DJ is, there probably won't be any 5 minute pauses after someone decides to cut off the song in the middle of  'Come on Eileen' (remember that's my name) to switch it to some slow, country drinking song.  I had finally rallied some people into dancing and then BAM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The things that didn't happen:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didn't do a bouquet or garter toss, no anniversary dance, not as many extended family shots as we'd have liked, and some of the decorations I made didn't get used.  In the end, I'm only sad about the family shots, but our ceremony started late and we needed to get out of the church for Saturday evening mass.  With families as large as ours they never would have been coralled in time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, the next post will be the beginning of all the wonderful positives and the bjillion last minute things that Momma MB and I did in that final week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And for listening to my rant, here's a snapshot taken by my aunt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SwsWBIRwpUI/AAAAAAAABG4/iP49LW865H4/s400/blog_1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 386px; height: 336px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407439986246067522" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-2374305530896118808?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/2374305530896118808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/11/doubly-married.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/2374305530896118808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/2374305530896118808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/11/doubly-married.html' title='Doubly Married'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SwsZOPmJ1YI/AAAAAAAABHA/kotoDwq_fXA/s72-c/sad_bride.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-5437859614565951001</id><published>2009-11-14T17:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T17:22:48.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Less Than a Week</title><content type='html'>And this is what my dress looks like.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sv9Wzyw08hI/AAAAAAAABGo/1Wq3qJ2a_5o/s1600-h/sewing.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404133525667770898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sv9Wzyw08hI/AAAAAAAABGo/1Wq3qJ2a_5o/s400/sewing.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't worry, I'm not.  I knew that having my Mom make the dress would mean we'd be pushing it out to the last minute, but I know it will be done and beautiful.  Every time I get to play 'dress dummy' I get so excited about how it's shaping up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sv9WzaQe5gI/AAAAAAAABGg/KXyS4J6pr2Q/s1600-h/fabric.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404133519089657346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sv9WzaQe5gI/AAAAAAAABGg/KXyS4J6pr2Q/s400/fabric.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But, oh my poor mother.  Momma Moonbeam is on her 4&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; version of the top.  The pieces above are some of those pieces of what will hopefully be the final version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sv9WzaZGUSI/AAAAAAAABGY/yhjOqN9hpKU/s1600-h/abby_veil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404133519125795106" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sv9WzaZGUSI/AAAAAAAABGY/yhjOqN9hpKU/s400/abby_veil.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; And just for fun here are some pictures of a flower girl wearing my Mother's veil and my Grandmother's/Mother's wedding dress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sv9WzM2n3QI/AAAAAAAABGQ/WtBSnwBamw8/s1600-h/abby_dress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404133515491532034" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sv9WzM2n3QI/AAAAAAAABGQ/WtBSnwBamw8/s400/abby_dress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yup, the one we'll be cutting up very soon for all that beautiful lace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wish us luck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-5437859614565951001?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/5437859614565951001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/11/less-than-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/5437859614565951001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/5437859614565951001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/11/less-than-week.html' title='Less Than a Week'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sv9Wzyw08hI/AAAAAAAABGo/1Wq3qJ2a_5o/s72-c/sewing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-3014598328037444424</id><published>2009-11-10T08:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T08:54:02.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair Flower</title><content type='html'>I used some scraps of raw silk, silk chiffon, lace and some beads that I had lying around.  I ended up not using the pearls pictured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvmXe26jXwI/AAAAAAAABGI/K7DI1JPODS4/s1600-h/hf_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402515784400592642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvmXe26jXwI/AAAAAAAABGI/K7DI1JPODS4/s400/hf_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I took the silk and ironed on the first side of the two-sided iron on stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvmXeWfmClI/AAAAAAAABGA/IfqoYGusa-A/s1600-h/hf_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402515775697586770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvmXeWfmClI/AAAAAAAABGA/IfqoYGusa-A/s400/hf_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then I ironed the silk chiffon onto the other side.  Since there is a very loose weave don't hold your iron there too long and let the adhesive seep through.  That would get your iron dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvmXeaJgitI/AAAAAAAABF4/73uLv0qETIw/s1600-h/hf_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402515776678693586" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvmXeaJgitI/AAAAAAAABF4/73uLv0qETIw/s400/hf_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then draw on some basic floral shapes with tailor's chalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvmXeC-2rkI/AAAAAAAABFw/AtGnVtagODE/s1600-h/hf_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402515770459991618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvmXeC-2rkI/AAAAAAAABFw/AtGnVtagODE/s400/hf_4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cut them out in various shapes and sizes.  Snip, fold and pin the lace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvmXPiGjMRI/AAAAAAAABFo/YzPKdAScrVg/s1600-h/hf_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402515521115730194" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvmXPiGjMRI/AAAAAAAABFo/YzPKdAScrVg/s400/hf_5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pin them all in place.  The iron on adhesive sort of made everything curl up, which kind of worked well since I was trying to figure out how to give the flower some shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvmXPTPB63I/AAAAAAAABFg/xLxVpR_r0CQ/s1600-h/hf_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402515517124766578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvmXPTPB63I/AAAAAAAABFg/xLxVpR_r0CQ/s400/hf_6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tack down all the layers.  It gets kind of thick, so a thimble probably would have been handy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvmXPNKF-tI/AAAAAAAABFY/S-cMvk3UYDg/s1600-h/hf_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402515515493448402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvmXPNKF-tI/AAAAAAAABFY/S-cMvk3UYDg/s400/hf_7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sew on some beads, I would put the thread through slip on about 4 or 5 beads and sew it down so that there would be a little bead loop when it was all said and done.  This gave it a little bit of dimension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvmXO6G5urI/AAAAAAAABFQ/U3nB_Nu3Gnc/s1600-h/hf_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402515510379788978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvmXO6G5urI/AAAAAAAABFQ/U3nB_Nu3Gnc/s400/hf_8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then I sewed it onto the birdcage veil that I bought from &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop/brendasbridalveils"&gt;brenda's bridal veils on etsy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvmXOgvRF2I/AAAAAAAABFI/-gI5YXVJLsU/s1600-h/hf_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402515503569770338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvmXOgvRF2I/AAAAAAAABFI/-gI5YXVJLsU/s400/hf_9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-3014598328037444424?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/3014598328037444424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/11/hair-flower.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/3014598328037444424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/3014598328037444424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/11/hair-flower.html' title='Hair Flower'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvmXe26jXwI/AAAAAAAABGI/K7DI1JPODS4/s72-c/hf_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-4041167001011333781</id><published>2009-11-05T14:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T15:10:17.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shoes 2</title><content type='html'>In my last &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/09/17/the-need-for-closed-toed-shoes/"&gt;shoe post&lt;/a&gt;, I thought I was very into those blue Calvin Klein's, but the bottom had a very 'sturdy' sole. I know it's silly, but I wasn't digging the black rubber. I even found them in person and just didn't love them enough.  You do have to kneel at Catholic weddings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the search continued, I tried Macy's, because I'm trying to save a few $$ at every step, but was thoroughly unimpressed. So, I headed over to Nordstrom's, my trusty source for super-fun flats. They might be a little pricier, but their junior's shoes are well priced and cute, and if I had to spend a little extra on my wedding shoes, I'd live.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I scoped the website first to see what I had in mind and found some great options.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I love the shoe jewelery look of these. And they're 'something blue'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.nordstrom.com/S/3037723/0~2376778~2372808~2372904~2376184?mediumthumbnail=Y&amp;amp;origin=category&amp;amp;searchtype=&amp;amp;pbo=2376184&amp;amp;P=2"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400752028309731954" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvNTWvdfOnI/AAAAAAAABEw/V9TgxO6GEvA/s400/tansy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;These pearls and ruffles are too sweet and romantic to not consider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.nordstrom.com/S/3019719/0~2376778~2372808~2372904~2376184?mediumthumbnail=Y&amp;amp;origin=category&amp;amp;searchtype=&amp;amp;pbo=2376184&amp;amp;P=2"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400751946531654434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvNTR-0EyyI/AAAAAAAABEg/3ndF9WCNj8M/s400/pearl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These also come in bronze and the jewels on them are a perfect match to my wedding colors. There's even a teal blue jewel in there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.nordstrom.com/S/3072889/0~2376778~2372808~2372904~2376184?mediumthumbnail=Y&amp;amp;origin=category&amp;amp;searchtype=&amp;amp;pbo=2376184&amp;amp;P=2"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400751947994024434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvNTSEQuyfI/AAAAAAAABEo/yHYtzHtX8as/s400/richie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just an adorable bow to think about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.nordstrom.com/S/3062686/0~2376778~2372808~2372904~2376184?mediumthumbnail=Y&amp;amp;origin=category&amp;amp;searchtype=&amp;amp;pbo=2376184&amp;amp;P=1"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400751934254631810" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvNTRRFAS4I/AAAAAAAABEQ/OI66xKKC1Mk/s400/haley.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These jeweled ruffles are so cute and modern when done in metallic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.nordstrom.com/S/3061478/0~2376778~2372808~2372904~2376184?mediumthumbnail=Y&amp;amp;origin=category&amp;amp;searchtype=&amp;amp;pbo=2376184&amp;amp;P=2"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400751942265979730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvNTRu7Dw1I/AAAAAAAABEY/dPfLfc_Y9m8/s400/jewel2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A fun pop of color and a great jewel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.nordstrom.com/S/3045365/0~2376778~2372808~2372904~2376184?mediumthumbnail=Y&amp;amp;origin=category&amp;amp;searchtype=&amp;amp;pbo=2376184&amp;amp;P=1"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 170px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400751929305899394" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvNTQ-pIoYI/AAAAAAAABEI/aquIKdspSlU/s400/belta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;After my search, I decided that some of my favorite brands are &lt;a href="http://www.kelsidagger.com/"&gt;Kelsi Dagger&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.jeffreycampbellshoes.com/"&gt;Jeffrey Campbell. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, I headed out to Nordstrom's to try these on, I still fear online shoe shopping, I buy so many other things online, but just can't do it with clothes and shoes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nordstrom's doesn't carry all of their styles in the stores (like Kelsi Dagger, hmph), but I found three to try on that I loved, I was sitting there staring, calling and texting my Mom and I still came home with 2 pairs. Now I've got to decide. The third that I tried on and didn't buy is that jeweled ruffle metallic above. It fit well and was made well, but I fear elasticized heels, they tend to rub my skin off.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 398px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 336px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400757836985478162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvNYo2dtLBI/AAAAAAAABE4/YYhjtgIEjlM/s400/ruffle.jpg" /&gt;I couldn't find these ruffly ones online but, they're made by BC (because we can) and were $45 (see, junior's shoes).  I love how feminine they are and they certainly fulfill my something blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 361px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400757840004278914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvNYpBtcaoI/AAAAAAAABFA/LPn554hLva0/s400/brooch.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://shop.nordstrom.com/S/3072889/0~2376778~2372808~2372904~2376184?mediumthumbnail=Y&amp;amp;origin=category&amp;amp;searchtype=&amp;amp;pbo=2376184&amp;amp;P=2"&gt;These&lt;/a&gt; are the bronze versions of the ones shown above.  There are purple, mustard and other fall colored jewels, including a dark teal to be my something blue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hive, ruffles or jewels?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-4041167001011333781?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/4041167001011333781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/11/shoes-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/4041167001011333781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/4041167001011333781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/11/shoes-2.html' title='Shoes 2'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SvNTWvdfOnI/AAAAAAAABEw/V9TgxO6GEvA/s72-c/tansy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-1323778338830256060</id><published>2009-11-01T20:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T21:00:08.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Cake</title><content type='html'>I'm not having a big, traditional wedding cake. We'll be having a little cake, made by my sister (who works in a bakery). A groom's cake from a local bakery and a table full of other desserts that family members are making. So, I haven't put a ton of thought into the cake, but I have a few criteria. Not fancy, not too big, and the icing has to be just right. I don't like most icings, especially the white ones. But, luckily, I love cream cheese frosting, and the off-white color is perfect for my fall wedding. For the cake I was thinking red velvet or chocolate. But after testing out recipes for red velvet and not finding one that I'm in love with, I think we'll be going with chocolate. Now onto the look of the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tried out a red velvet recipe and making a tiered cake. Now remember, my sister works in a bakery and can actually ice a cake, I can't and this was me doing the trial run.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 357px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399359255278755634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Su5gormbnzI/AAAAAAAABDA/Lrd-JG9iW7M/s400/cake_trial.jpg" /&gt;But this was my attempt. I used a 9" layer and a 6" layer for this cake. The decoration is a trace paper ribbon and a flower from my &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/09/20/more-paper-flowers/"&gt;flower wall project&lt;/a&gt;. I like the subdued colors, but I think I might incorporate something similar to my &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/09/24/some-notes-on-those-invites/"&gt;belly bands.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399360313694222514" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Su5hmSgV-LI/AAAAAAAABDI/MPUTV8-ugxs/s400/belly-b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the cake, I would just use 1 fold, with an interesting stitch going all the way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also love this look from &lt;a href="http://www.craftstylish.com/item/2874/pretty-up-a-party-with-paper"&gt;Jeff &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ruddell&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Craftstylish&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399359248015610834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Su5goQiw09I/AAAAAAAABC4/a9Z2eJtmgd8/s400/paper_cake.jpg" /&gt;How, cool would that be?! I'd have to practice a bit and get some more x-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;acto&lt;/span&gt; blades, but that would definitely be a showstopper. I just am unsure about what color paper to use. Trace paper would be too thin, so I'd have to introduce another color, but I think it could definitely work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there are edible decorations. I'm not too into the pastry bag scalloped edges and such, so my sister has recommended a chocolate ribbon (to which I countered, how about white chocolate?) She said yes, so there's that option, but definitely no bow.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399364570007869714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Su5leCgmGRI/AAAAAAAABDY/jIpMfP6elB4/s400/choc_ribbon.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.weddingcakepros.com/page/6/"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, after seeing how this can be when it's not perfect, I'm not sure. I like homemade looking things, when the lines aren't supposed to be straight. If the line is supposed to be straight and isn't (like with a ribbon) I can't get as into it. So, maybe not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;There could also be melted white &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;chocolate&lt;/span&gt; drizzled around the edge. Kind of like this, but maybe not so regular, and no flowers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399364568102977842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Su5ld7abwTI/AAAAAAAABDQ/TJ3HJt3Tg3I/s400/drizzlecake.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.charlysbakery.co.za/photo-gallery/album/wedding-cakes/page/1/photo/chocolate-wedding-cake-with-white-chocolate-ganache-white-drizzlejpg"&gt;source&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you guys think?  Are you averse to non-edible decorations, or does it just go with the wedding territory?  Because if it does, I'm definitely going to have to put some real effort into trying out Mr. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ruddell's&lt;/span&gt; fabulous cut flower border.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-1323778338830256060?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/1323778338830256060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/11/wedding-cake.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/1323778338830256060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/1323778338830256060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/11/wedding-cake.html' title='Wedding Cake'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Su5gormbnzI/AAAAAAAABDA/Lrd-JG9iW7M/s72-c/cake_trial.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-7648098775680679503</id><published>2009-10-28T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T19:11:41.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rehearsal Dinner Dress #2</title><content type='html'>You may remember my previous &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/09/10/november-rehearsal-dinner-dress/"&gt;dilemma&lt;/a&gt; regarding this topic. I was in love with that gray dress (the one that didn't fit) and lukewarm about the purple dress as a rehearsal dinner ensemble. I ended up wearing it to my &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/10/08/shower-2-2/"&gt;San Antonio shower&lt;/a&gt;, (belted as many of you suggested) and think it was perfect for that. But I was in San Antonio with access to my MOH (sista MB) and another bridesmaid (little cousin MB) and Momma MB and wanted to do some dress shopping. Since my wedding dress is being made by Momma MB it's the only bridal dress shopping I really get to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With all of this in mind we set out to the San Marcos outlets. Now, I normally hate outlet shopping, it's crowded and everything is always in disarray. But this time, we went in the middle of a weekday. Very few people there and plenty of things to choose from. And the pluses of outlets are pretty obvious; tons of stores and really low prices and I really don't care if it's from last year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went into Nieman Marcus Last Call and most of the dresses were still 2-300 dollars, so we walked around and found our way in BCBGirls. I'm 5'10" and so is my sister, and 'girls' usually equals way too short, but my cousin is 5'4" so we thought she could find a cute dress for the rehearsal dinner there. Well, I picked something out just to try something on and didn't think much would come of it. Though I loved the pleats at the bottom of the skirt, I assumed it would be way too short. I tried it on and that was it. After trying on one dress and forking over a measly 50 bucks, this trip was deemed a success.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397712440770203282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SuiG3dfQjpI/AAAAAAAABCw/ZdP2-lNjivg/s400/rd_dress.jpg" /&gt;Sorry for the bad picture, but I left the dress in San Antonio, so that I wouldn't just have to lug it back later, but it's got pleats on the bottom and the front panel of the skirt has straight layers of fabric that are the same width as the pleats. The top is blousy and has grey, black and teal in it. I'm going to wear it with my matte, grey, pointy toed stilettos. I'll probably invest in some spanx as well, but I like that this dress is fitted on the bottom, so I get to feel a little bit sexy during all this wedding business. With a large skirt in the wedding dress, I'll get to feel pretty, but a little sexy never hurt. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 199px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397712433335453554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SuiG3ByrR3I/AAAAAAAABCo/fapHey0LtJQ/s400/rd_dress_2.jpg" /&gt;Here's the skirt portion of the dress, I'm so happy that pleats are playing a big role in this dress. I love pleats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397712432277829170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SuiG292hNjI/AAAAAAAABCg/Ehm_UUZXRcc/s400/rd_dress_skirt.jpg" /&gt;So we went on in search of some dresses for Sista and Cuz MB as well and made our way over to white house/black market since my dress was predominately black and quite a departure from the wedding colors, we thought it'd look nice if their dresses were black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;They both found cute, strapless numbers with flowy skirts. Sista MB's is all black and cuz MB's is a black and white print with some black at the empire waistband. And for $60 and $20 respectively, they were also great deals. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Any bargain shoppers out there? Do you guys have any tips?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-7648098775680679503?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/7648098775680679503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/10/rehearsal-dinner-dress-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/7648098775680679503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/7648098775680679503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/10/rehearsal-dinner-dress-2.html' title='Rehearsal Dinner Dress #2'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SuiG3dfQjpI/AAAAAAAABCw/ZdP2-lNjivg/s72-c/rd_dress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-8299458913210462671</id><published>2009-10-21T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T22:34:08.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Month Left</title><content type='html'>And about a year's worth of stuff to do and all the while, my laptop busted, I've been sick for almost a week, and I even got Mr. MB sick for good measure. Seriously! But one thing is going well. My paper flower wall. I worked on it when I was back in Texas. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ventured to Home Depot, bought a $13 piece of plywood, one of those $3 sample cans of paint and a $1 foam brush.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took this all to my Mom's new house, which was thankfully still unfurnished and unpainted. So I could paint inside (where it wasn't rainy, humid or hot) and not worry about spills. (Note, the sample can of paint was not enough to actually coat the piece of plywood, but since I was covering it with a bjillioin flowers, I just thinned it with water and finished the job.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fiddled around with making a stand for it similar to a large picture frame, but plywood is heavy and we decided it could just lean against a wall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395291477875386482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/St_tA350aHI/AAAAAAAABCY/TdOJdNAXXBo/s400/fw_painted.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took it into the garage and drilled a bunch of random holes that I thought were 'flower-spaced' apart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395291475298665938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/St_tAuTexdI/AAAAAAAABCQ/Ml2gMIJBpWA/s400/fw_drilled.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Grandmother and I had assembled the 100 or so flowers I brought that were cut and folded by me back in California.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395291471563877650" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/St_tAgZCbRI/AAAAAAAABCI/IXS9I29z3ZY/s400/fw_flowers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I 'artfully' put the flowers on the board. (Is there a nice way to say 'put them in the holes'?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395291464307240370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/St_tAFW67bI/AAAAAAAABCA/c9ZYTvh9cR4/s400/fw_half.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The good news, I don't need 300 more flowers like I had feared. The bad news, I need about 100 more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;One thing I haven't figured out is the back.  (I removed all of the flowers after checking my progress for ease of storage)  Once you put the wire through and bend it down, it stays really well.  I don't know if the back matters, but do any of you have ideas for a quick, easy way to neaten up the back?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-8299458913210462671?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/8299458913210462671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-month-left.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/8299458913210462671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/8299458913210462671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-month-left.html' title='One Month Left'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/St_tA350aHI/AAAAAAAABCY/TdOJdNAXXBo/s72-c/fw_painted.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-6390640278079901200</id><published>2009-10-18T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T22:55:06.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers, part 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SttwF6RnZ6I/AAAAAAAABB4/0dOuErARUzE/s1600-h/with_adhesive.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, I think I'll be going for it with the DIY flowers. I bought some flowers 5 days ago and they're still looking great and I've kept the corsages in the fridge for a few days and they're still looking good, so I'm feeling OK about it all. But, my grandmother did call me up the other day to tell me she wants a wrist corsage so that she doesn't mess up her dress. Well, all I know about that is that wrist corsages are hard. Don't believe me, take a look at this &lt;a href="http://www.wedding-flowers-and-reception-ideas.com/how-to-make-a-wrist-corsage.html"&gt;tutorial&lt;/a&gt;. At the very least, it would take a lot more materials and would involve drying time. Definitely things I don't want to be worrying about a day or two before the wedding. So, I thought, why not make a corsage that attaches with magnets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since none of my wedding blooms have great foliage, I decided I'll have a fabric leaf with a magnet attached as the base of my bouts and corsages.  The leaves were clearly inspired by &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/10/02/floral-alternatives-my-first-attempt/"&gt;Miss Doxie's excellent flower post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start with the desired fabric, attach the iron on adhesive, peel away the paper, lay down some well placed floral wire, lay down the second layer of fabric and iron all that adhesive into place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sttv9pl12NI/AAAAAAAABBo/m2ob8_D8jBc/s1600-h/drawn_leaves.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 251px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394028083633576146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sttv9pl12NI/AAAAAAAABBo/m2ob8_D8jBc/s400/drawn_leaves.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Then draw your leaf shapes on with tailor's chalk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sttv8_kOu8I/AAAAAAAABBg/QKP92Fk27R0/s1600-h/cutout.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 183px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394028072352529346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sttv8_kOu8I/AAAAAAAABBg/QKP92Fk27R0/s400/cutout.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cut out the shapes with pinking shears or plain scissors, make sure that the bottoms of both sides of the leaf are the same length. (Unless you're meticulous about this part beforehand they probably won't be)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sttv8AM1uXI/AAAAAAAABBY/e7aHJriqfHo/s1600-h/with_magnet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 290px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394028055342987634" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sttv8AM1uXI/AAAAAAAABBY/e7aHJriqfHo/s400/with_magnet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Use a buttonhole stitch to secure your wire. Then position your magnet on the back (it should hold itself steady to the wire) and cover with a flap of fabric.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sttv7tquZQI/AAAAAAAABBQ/qo3v-kZ9g_E/s1600-h/finished_back.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 383px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394028050368062722" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sttv7tquZQI/AAAAAAAABBQ/qo3v-kZ9g_E/s400/finished_back.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sew down the flap of fabric. Then arrange your flowers and wrap the stems in the wire from your leaf. Wrap in floral tape and stick the second magnet to the outside for the recipients to place behind their lapels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sttv7LAVA6I/AAAAAAAABBI/MR16Xsa6oIo/s1600-h/finished_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 343px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 336px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394028041063433122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sttv7LAVA6I/AAAAAAAABBI/MR16Xsa6oIo/s400/finished_front.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voila! No pinholes here and because the fabric leaves can be made beforehand, it literally takes about 2 minutes to finish off the corsage or bout with the fresh flowers. Sorry for the big leaf, the real ones will probably not be so humongous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For all of the flowers, I'll be going to the florist a little closer to the wedding and getting more specific about what types and quantities of the flowers should be ordered. I'll be picking them up the Thursday before the wedding so that I can have plenty of time to clean and sort them. I plan on making the bouquets, bouts and corsages on Friday. I hope to have everything sorted so that all we have to do on Saturday is trim the arrangements and place them in the vases.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't had much luck sourcing the celosia (there are a few kinds, I like the spear kind and it's the one that's hard to source, the cockscomb type is a little easier to come by), so I'll be letting it go and trying to get some of those vibrant colors from the carnations.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all, I'm happy with the way things are going and I think that $300 is a steal for wedding flowers that are unique, rustic, laid back and very me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-6390640278079901200?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/6390640278079901200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/10/flowers-part-3.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/6390640278079901200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/6390640278079901200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/10/flowers-part-3.html' title='Flowers, part 3'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sttv9pl12NI/AAAAAAAABBo/m2ob8_D8jBc/s72-c/drawn_leaves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-948021046936167250</id><published>2009-10-12T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T14:24:09.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers, part 2</title><content type='html'>After the bitter disappointment relayed in my &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/10/14/flowers-part-1/"&gt;first flower post&lt;/a&gt;, I had to come to terms with reality and start looking at what was actually available. So, the florist and I talked about what I could actually get, and it wasn't too bad. There would still be a bunch of different kinds of mums and carnations that could be the (cheap) base of the bouquets. Sunflowers could still be in the mix and there was a brushy looking filler called limonium (I think) that could add texture. We decided to add some alstromeira, because they're cheap and are different from the mums and carnations. I'm also considering dried eucalyptus that I am assuming is also dyed as it comes in a deep brown color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armed with that knowledge I headed to Trader Joe's (still wish we had those in Texas) and got some flowers to see what these bouquets would look like. I was able to find sunflowers, what I think is limonium, alstromeira and mums. Of course TJ's had celosia thrown in their bouquets, but I had to make these without that, because I haven't sourced it yet (though I'm still trying).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 373px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 336px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392560736226805586" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/StY5ayiEh1I/AAAAAAAABAw/my6Jrj-gBmk/s400/flower_bunches.jpg" /&gt;Here's what I ended up with for a grand total of $17, see why I wish there was a TJ's in Texas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392560733855960226" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/StY5aps0TKI/AAAAAAAABAo/_nY5X4RaQ6c/s400/bouts_corsages.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I started off with the bouts and corsages. I followed &lt;a href="http://weddings.about.com/od/weddingflowers/ss/boutonniere.htm"&gt;this tutorial.&lt;/a&gt; The only things I did differently were to wrap the wire around the flowers instead of through the stems and when I wrapped the ribbon around the stems, I used smaller pins at the bottom to secure the ribbon ends (you can sort of see the small blue and purple pinheads at the bottoms of the two on the left).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thinking the two on the left are good for the guys and the third from the left is my favorite for the ladies. I've got them in the fridge now to see how well they hold up, so far so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 275px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392560832401419186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/StY5gYz4q7I/AAAAAAAABA4/-ER3zRRvT88/s400/bouquets.jpg" /&gt;And here are the bouquets I made. I really like the limonium and the unwrapped ends. They look like they were just gathered from the field and are still warm from the sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392560724914721570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/StY5aIZD0yI/AAAAAAAABAg/3moAe5x2I2E/s400/bouquet_2.jpg" /&gt;I think this would be good for a flower girl or to be used as a table arrangement. Our vases don't have super wide openings, so they can't hold a ton of flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392560717939634946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/StY5ZuaEcwI/AAAAAAAABAY/oAZ76cNJUso/s400/bouquet_3.jpg" /&gt;This one might be good for the bridesmaids, but I feel like they should get sunflowers too, I just ran out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392560709646015858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/StY5ZPgt3XI/AAAAAAAABAQ/3bnuE4BI5qc/s400/bridal_bouquet.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's what I imagine my bridal bouquet will look like, except I think I'd go slightly larger and add more of the limonium (brushy stuff).&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 348px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392566827444336402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/StY-9WFf9xI/AAAAAAAABBA/KU0I04jJR2g/s400/pomander.jpg" /&gt;And this is my craft fail. I was attempting pomanders for the flower girls, but they take a lot of flowers, I ran out of yellow after this was half done. They also don't seem as sturdy as some of the other things I made, you've got to handle the flowers fairly roughly to get them in place.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, my next dilemna is: to pay for someone to make corsages, bouts and bouquets or just order a bunch of flowers, save a couple hundred and have a lot of flowers to take care of the day before the wedding.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've got about 10-12 bouts, 5-6 corsages, my bouquet, 4 bridesmaid's bouquets, 4 flowergirl bouquets or wrist corsages and 20 table arrangements. I'll definitely have some helpers for these projects, but how hectic has it been for you other DIY florists out there?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-948021046936167250?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/948021046936167250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/10/flowers-part-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/948021046936167250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/948021046936167250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/10/flowers-part-2.html' title='Flowers, part 2'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/StY5ayiEh1I/AAAAAAAABAw/my6Jrj-gBmk/s72-c/flower_bunches.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-6978448854207936600</id><published>2009-10-12T22:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T23:38:18.720-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Flowers, part 1</title><content type='html'>I went to an HEB plus while I was down in Texas. It's like the Super Target of Texas. They have a floral department, so I took a look around and saw these gorgeous wildflower looking bouquets. They had celosia, sunflowers, mums, thistle and some other things. There were oranges, deep pinks, yellows, the brown center of the sunflowers and basically most of my large color palette. There were loads of different texture as well and I was smitten. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 326px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391966741952731490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/StQdLxbQGWI/AAAAAAAABAI/VM3qeWB7D3c/s400/bouquet_1.jpg" /&gt; So I set up an appointment with a lady in their floral department and said I want lots of that (pointing to bouquet) please. And to make things even better the flowers were from a local grower and were in season in October, so I had high hopes that they (or something similar) would be in season in November. &lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 336px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 365px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391966733929602594" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/StQdLTiY3iI/AAAAAAAABAA/1-1jz5nnnnM/s400/celosia_bunch.jpg" /&gt;See, I love celosia, it's so pretty, even all by its lonesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I got an email later that day, and none of the flowers we had discussed were going to be in season. Turns out that local farm wouldn't be growing anything by then. I was so bummed, I hadn't even known what celosia was, but now I loved it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What was a bride to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-6978448854207936600?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/6978448854207936600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/10/flowers-part-1.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/6978448854207936600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/6978448854207936600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/10/flowers-part-1.html' title='Flowers, part 1'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/StQdLxbQGWI/AAAAAAAABAI/VM3qeWB7D3c/s72-c/bouquet_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-3222812435040974497</id><published>2009-10-08T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T20:21:28.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Bee's Life: Moonbeam Edition</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finding the Blogosphere…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I'd been hearing about blogs for a few years and had read a few, but I definitely wasn't a real member of the community.  I then started a small blog to keep in touch with my family after I moved away to Seattle, I didn't update it regularly or do much with it other than use it as a Christmas letter.  Instead of sending out a letter, I sent out Christmas cards with a web address&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; on them and then filled a blog with the year's big events and lots of pictures (gotta keep their&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; interest).  Most of the people in the family liked that, but Mr. Moonbeam's parents insisted we still send out letters for those that are less web savvy.  Most of the people in my family live close enough to someone that can show them the website, so I didn't have to worry.  After that, I started a blog about some of the things I made here and there, but with no large project looming, it just sort of languished.  Then we decided to get married and I got sucked in.  There are so many great ones out there and Weddingbee had so much content.  New ideas everyday, of things I just had to do that would get weird looks from people I was talking to about them.  'What, you didn't know that all brides these days wear crazy candy colored shoes?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Weddingbee, specifically has meant so much to me.  Since leaving my friends, great apartment, beautiful neighborhood and fantastic job in Seattle, LA has hit me kind of hard.  We made all of these plans for me to move down the April before the recession hit.  I'd already told everyone my plans and my boss had already hired my replacement so that I could acquaint her with my projects before everything came tumbling down in the fall.  I was staying until mid-December to see through substantial completion of the first building I'd ever seen go all the way from sketches to real life.  It was invaluable experience and I'm glad I stayed for it, but the timing for my big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; move couldn't have been worse.  After hanging out in Texas for the holidays, I moseyed on over to LA at the end of January.  Since then I have had a horrible job as a graphic designer and an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; even more horrible unpaid internship.  I am now on unemployment and trying everyday to get someone to recognize my awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Ss6jJ7k3l1I/AAAAAAAAA_g/4iG31xwfXck/s1600-h/Bowery-Bread-Line.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Ss6jJ7k3l1I/AAAAAAAAA_g/4iG31xwfXck/s400/Bowery-Bread-Line.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390425195015542610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.old-picture.com/american-history-1900-1930s/Bowery-Bread-Line.htm"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;I'm trying to settle in and get used to this as the unemployment rate for architects in LA is rumored to be hovering around 50%.  I'm trying to do volunteer work and take random classes to meet people, but most of this wedding planning excitement has taken place on the internet and over the phone.  So, Weddingbee has been an awesome place for me to feel like I'm connected to a fun, happy world that my real life is sometimes not quite living up to.  Luckily Mr. MB has been promoted a couple of times since we've moved here and they love him at his (thankfully stable) job.  He's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; also been my emotional rock through all of this.  I know the market will turn around some day and I've just got to keep my head up (and add things to my resume) and this will eventually be a distant memory, but I'm glad for Weddingbee and the brightness y'all bring to my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deciding to Apply…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Once I started reading all I could think was 'I can do a lot of that, this will be my unemployment project'.  I started writing some things down and told my bridesmaid's about it, so that they could 'be there' for my planning.  And all through this Mr. MB would look at me at my computer, get a little smile on his face and tell me in a baby voice how 'cute' it was that I was blogging about our wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prematurely applied before I had enough content (or even the required number of entries) and was disappointed (though not really surprised) when I was rejected.  So I gathered myself and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; set out to post regularly and try to write like people can't read my mind and fill in the gaps (still working on that btw.)  I was literally jumping up and down when I opened my acceptance e-mail.  I called Momma MB and Mr. MB and explained to them what had happened and then they feigned excitement for my benefit.  (Why is it so hard for us bees to fathom that other people don't know about Weddingbee?)  Anyway, I couldn't be more pleased that I applied again, if you're out there trying, just try again, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Choosing Moonbeam…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;There were some junk food icons and a few animals and weather items left when I was chosen and though I love junk food; breakfast tacos and sweets weren't an option and I'm not the biggest animal fan (you know they poop, right?) so I had to go with Moonbeam, because I can stay up 'til 4 am with the best of them.  It's amazing how these random icons so perfectly fit the bees, IMO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Blogging Tips…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Post regularly, if anyone likes your blog, they'll be bored at work often enough to check it regularly so write as often as you can (which I haven't been too awesome at lately.)  Write about what interests you and reread your entries, there are so many times when I see a post and smack my forehead.  I usually forget numerous things.  Like for my recent &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/10/06/shower-1/"&gt;shower #1 post&lt;/a&gt;, I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; made the invites using another July wedding picture from &lt;a href="http://www.leasae.com/photography/"&gt;Leasa&lt;/a&gt;, those great &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/article/doily-tin"&gt;doilies&lt;/a&gt;, the papyrus font and this &lt;a href="http://www.bittbox.com/freebies/free-high-res-grungy-paper-textures"&gt;texture&lt;/a&gt;.   (MIL MB liked my beach invites so much that she asked me to make the shower invites, luckily she did all the addressing.)  All of the information was on the back of the flat card using just the doilies, border and text.  They were printed on cream paper and in blue envelopes from Paper Source.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Ss6hki_lnkI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/P6E7pZks8cg/s1600-h/invite_front.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Ss6hki_lnkI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/P6E7pZks8cg/s400/invite_front.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390423453249936962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-3222812435040974497?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/3222812435040974497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/09/bees-life-moonbeam-edition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/3222812435040974497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/3222812435040974497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/09/bees-life-moonbeam-edition.html' title='A Bee&apos;s Life: Moonbeam Edition'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Ss6jJ7k3l1I/AAAAAAAAA_g/4iG31xwfXck/s72-c/Bowery-Bread-Line.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-5904330629994242222</id><published>2009-10-07T17:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T17:36:09.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shower #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Shower #2 was held in my hometown of San Antonio at a friend's neighborhood pavilion. My lovely hostesses got tablecloths and flowers to coordinate with my wedding colors, prepared some quesadillas and other mexican goodies and planned out a lovely afternoon for us all. And check out these cuties (they're 2 of my 3 flower girls.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390015329472796098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Ss0uYnci1cI/AAAAAAAAA_I/y6Ltb1tMjNo/s400/showers_0104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390017372457384274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Ss0wPiKBuVI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/K05cY7Zh5VI/s400/showers_0009_opt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here I am with Momma Moonbeam and MIL Moonbeam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390015312543061490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Ss0uXoYLlfI/AAAAAAAAA-4/7g-cxZSmRW0/s400/showers_0102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here's Momma Moonbeam again, this time with Sista Moonbeam (MOH).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390015305353789442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Ss0uXNmIAAI/AAAAAAAAA-w/hCsDPKL5ph0/s400/showers_0101.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Here are my two grandmothers, they're so cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390015297270756450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Ss0uWve-tGI/AAAAAAAAA-o/3Owp4sFpnMc/s400/showers_0100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The hostesses planned a few games for us.  I sort of requested the toilet paper wedding dress game.  I know you're not supposed to do that, but it's the only shower game I'd heard of and I wanted to play it.  The 3 ladies on the right were the winning team (they had bridesmaid's and a ring!)  Then they had Mr. Moonbeam answer some questions about himself earlier.  Out of 22, I got 13 correct (though I think a couple of those were on the edge).  Then there was a game where the Mother of the Bride walks around with a tray of objects and you tell everyone to remember the details of the objects.  MOB leaves the room and questions are asked about her outfit instead of the tray of stuff.  And the last game was a cute little poem that was read aloud and gave you directions on how to earn style points.  The person with the most points in their outfit won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390015324885408338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Ss0uYWW02lI/AAAAAAAAA_A/hflT13gAfcI/s400/showers_0103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again to these lovely ladies Momma MB's friend Linda, Aunt Eileen and Aunt Annie!  I had a fantastic time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-5904330629994242222?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/5904330629994242222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/10/shower-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/5904330629994242222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/5904330629994242222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/10/shower-2.html' title='Shower #2'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Ss0uYnci1cI/AAAAAAAAA_I/y6Ltb1tMjNo/s72-c/showers_0104.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-5583671103102358137</id><published>2009-10-06T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T00:47:55.476-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shower #1</title><content type='html'>Sorry, I've been out for a while, I'm in Texas and had both of my wedding showers this past weekend. Shower #1 was hosted by Mr. Moonbeam's aunts over in Houston on Saturday. There were mimosas, very yummy food, cake, lovely guests and lots of gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389387836816557106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SsrzrvJDBDI/AAAAAAAAA-g/C9wlIJH2qes/s400/showers_0055_opt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Momma Moonbeam (below on the right) and I drove in from San Antonio that morning, picked up our family friend, Helen (below on the left) , and made our way over to the party (to which I was obviously late.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389387826035500962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SsrzrG-pJ6I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/aeJXoQ8FKSs/s400/showers_0029_opt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I always thought that getting married wouldn't be a big deal (we already functioned as a married couple) and that it was all a bit overrated.  But after that first shower I'll have to change my tune.  Everyone is so excited for the two of you and telling you lovely things and writing more lovely things in cards.  The event gives everyone an excuse to encourage and support you and it's really great.  Living in LA hasn't given me tons of opportunities to experience this, but this was my first wedding (the November one) related event and I was surprised to see how much these wonderful feelings took over.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389387819600673170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SsrzqvAdeZI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/D0Xlvb3aYg8/s400/showers_0034_opt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And thanks again to the hostesses (Aunt Dayna, Aunt Stephanie, Aunt Debbie and Aunt Sarah), I truly enjoyed it all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And after all that we went to a fabric store, found our flower girl fabric, had a quick bite with Helen, dropped her off and then drove back to San Antonio (with rain the whole way) for shower #2.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks to MIL Moonbeam for the pictures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-5583671103102358137?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/5583671103102358137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/10/shower-1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/5583671103102358137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/5583671103102358137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/10/shower-1.html' title='Shower #1'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SsrzrvJDBDI/AAAAAAAAA-g/C9wlIJH2qes/s72-c/showers_0055_opt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-1369612003392838700</id><published>2009-09-29T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T14:10:08.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you're a shower hostess or bridesmaid avert your eyes!</title><content type='html'>I went to &lt;a href="http://www.ritualadornments.com/"&gt;Ritual Adornment&lt;/a&gt; in Santa Monica this past weekend, and fell in love all over again with beads. It's such a pricey habit, I was trying to avoid finding a place in LA, but I needed to make some gifts for my hostesses and 'maid's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386996913748354946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SsJ1JsoYp4I/AAAAAAAAA9w/cFeLSyX26gI/s400/Ritual_Adorn_Store_Photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's my haul, I already had some of the freshwater pearls and a few larger stones, but the bulk of this was purchased at Ritual Adornments on Sunday, all of their strands were half off, the chain and findings were also discounted.  Hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 374px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386996904960962994" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SsJ1JL5TsbI/AAAAAAAAA9o/mwgcIiBjV0w/s400/beads.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are a couple of the necklaces I've made so far and I really enjoy them, but I'm not sure the giftees will love them.  Most of  the ladies hosting my shower are my or Mr. MB's aunt's or at least in that age group. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 323px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386996895866691554" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SsJ1IqBEH-I/AAAAAAAAA9g/Vp7cjq7kl7g/s400/necklace_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386996889209260898" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SsJ1IRNzy2I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/fh3csgiWn-w/s400/necklace_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now, I know southern ladies like jewelery and big and bold usually isn't bad, but I'm wondering if these are a bit too funky for these ladies.  There are mixed metals (copper, silver and gold), off center focal points, multiple strands and funky stones mixed with multi-colored freshwater pearls.  I guess I'm wondering if these are a little too trendy for my giftees?  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What do you ladies think, and any suggestions for taking some of the edge off?  I really think that my eye just isn't geared towards symmetry, every time I try to make something regular it seems off to me.  I certainly wear things with a centered focal point, etc. but I just never seem to be able to make them that way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-1369612003392838700?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/1369612003392838700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-youre-shower-hostess-or-bridesmaid.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/1369612003392838700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/1369612003392838700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-youre-shower-hostess-or-bridesmaid.html' title='If you&apos;re a shower hostess or bridesmaid avert your eyes!'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SsJ1JsoYp4I/AAAAAAAAA9w/cFeLSyX26gI/s72-c/Ritual_Adorn_Store_Photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-8001970235701383519</id><published>2009-09-25T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T18:46:22.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An aid if you're living on the surface of the sun</title><content type='html'>It's hot as Hades here in SoCal, so I thought I'd whip up some gazpacho for dinner and I didn't want to leave the apartment to get ingredients, so let's just call it a chilled mediterranean soup, it's probably not a real gazpacho, but at least I had all this in my fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chilled Mediterranean Soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 large tomatoes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 cucumber (peeled and seeded)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 red, yellow or orange bell pepper (sorry green but I don't like you)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2 teaspoons of garlic powder (this heat made all my fresh garlic go bad)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/8 cup extra virgin olive oil&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1/3 cup greek yogurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A dash of the original Mrs. Dash&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Salt to taste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Roughly chop all the veggies and throw everything in the blender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was so excited when I tasted this, uber yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now here's where it gets bridal. How great would this be as an app in a martini glass with an artful little cruton? Well, here you go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 367px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385580911537264162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sr1tThVNliI/AAAAAAAAA9A/7kuzb4MJQKU/s400/gazpacho.jpg" /&gt;This got me thinking about other great hot weather foods that I've made and love and would absolutely serve if I were having a (really) small summer wedding that I could do everything for.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watermelon and Feta Salad with Chicken Skewers on the side&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mix honey and lime juice to make the dressing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cut up the watermelon and some red onion. Mix with baby spinach and crumbled feta and add the dressing.  Sounds weird, tastes fantastic.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the chicken skewers, make a marinade of honey, lime, garlic, a little of your favorite neutral flavored oil and soy sauce. Marinade thin strips of chicken for as long as you can, overnight if possible and then skewer your chicken. (Soak the skewers in water first). Then grill or broil until the chicken is cooked through.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dessert&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now most people would probably put some sort of sorbet at the end of this, but I'd have to go with my favorite ice cream recipe ever. David Leibovitz's &lt;a href="http://www.davidlebovitz.com/archives/2007/04/salted_butter_c.html"&gt;salted butter caramel ice cream&lt;/a&gt;. It's so rich that I didn't even need an ice cream maker to make this. If your ice cream has a high enough fat content you can just place your custard in a shallow pan, put it in your freezer and stir it up with a fork every 20-30 minutes. It's not perfectly smooth, but trust me, it's doesn't matter.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.davidlebovitz.com/archives/2007/04/salted_butter_c.html"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385585287867804290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sr1xSQbuKoI/AAAAAAAAA9I/eVn5pbBOo9I/s400/caramel+ice+cream.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I so wish I was having a wedding small enough to be able to do everything. How many of y'all are with me on this?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-8001970235701383519?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/8001970235701383519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/09/aid-if-youre-living-on-surface-of-sun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/8001970235701383519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/8001970235701383519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/09/aid-if-youre-living-on-surface-of-sun.html' title='An aid if you&apos;re living on the surface of the sun'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Sr1tThVNliI/AAAAAAAAA9A/7kuzb4MJQKU/s72-c/gazpacho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-7995301827260166236</id><published>2009-09-22T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T21:41:51.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some notes on those invites.</title><content type='html'>Here's some background information on how those&lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/09/22/finished-invitations/"&gt; invites&lt;/a&gt; came to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The belly bands are super simple. Take a 20" length of trace paper (I'm using an 18" roll) and pleat it down the center. Sew down the pleats (I used a straight stitch, a zigzag stitch and a hemstitch for some variety). Then take your x-acto and a ruler and cut it into about 1" strips. Then fold around your invites and secure (I used neatly cut strips of masking tape, it's almost the same color as the trace).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 286px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384862699275626450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SrrgGEKTJ9I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/Qba3mlqnJ0E/s400/belly_bands.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The envelopes are from &lt;a href="http://www.envelopemall.com/detail.aspx?ID=100"&gt;envelopemall&lt;/a&gt;. They're a pretty good thickness, but like most things made of kraft paper the flap doesn't stick down as well as other envelopes (good thing I used wraparound labels). I printed the invites on cream colored cardstock and the postcards were printed on plain white PaperSource postcards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And now on to my absolute favorite Photshop thing. MULTIPLY! Sorry for those of you who already know about this fabulous layer transparency, but I love it. It's great if you've got an image that's got a lot of intricate lines and white space that you want to get rid of and don't mind having the image be transparent (without losing any of the color saturation like with opacity control). For ease of understanding the difference I made the normal white space of the first image grey. With a click of a button, all the extra white space is cleared and you can see some of the fabric texture through the flower image. (This command only clears white space, the gray is just for clarity) &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384882506208919938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SrryG-vMQYI/AAAAAAAAA8w/cCaEhXI1VFY/s400/multiply_command_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384886701623975186" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/Srr17L4FnRI/AAAAAAAAA84/HSBME9Fy-ug/s400/multiply_ss.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-7995301827260166236?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/7995301827260166236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-notes-on-those-invites.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/7995301827260166236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/7995301827260166236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/09/some-notes-on-those-invites.html' title='Some notes on those invites.'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SrrgGEKTJ9I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/Qba3mlqnJ0E/s72-c/belly_bands.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-9105429682515155103</id><published>2009-09-21T17:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T17:23:56.108-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finished Invitations!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SrZ_YWrZ-4I/AAAAAAAAA74/sTpJlMajuBI/s1600-h/all_invites.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 213px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383630460949232514" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SrZ_YWrZ-4I/AAAAAAAAA74/sTpJlMajuBI/s400/all_invites.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They all went out in the mail Saturday, and it's such a great weight off my shoulders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 255px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383630451139788786" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SrZ_XyIpv_I/AAAAAAAAA7w/-q_MyueLjeQ/s400/main_invite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;For our names, I used the Ornatique font, for the invite text I used Harrington and for the address labels, I used Belshaw. All fonts are from &lt;a href="http://www.abstractfonts.com/"&gt;abstract fonts&lt;/a&gt;. The flowers were drawn with gel pens and markers, and the stitching was done on muslin and then both images were scanned in and merged together in Photoshop. The RSVP ornate frame is a brush from &lt;a href="http://www.brushking.eu/"&gt;brushking&lt;/a&gt;, I think it was this &lt;a href="http://www.brushking.eu/128/decornaments-01.html"&gt;brush set&lt;/a&gt;. And the RSVP card used that &lt;a href="http://www.bittbox.com/freebies/free-texture-tuesday-floral"&gt;background&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.bittbox.com/"&gt;Bittbox&lt;/a&gt; that I liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 360px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383630443458576850" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SrZ_XVhTwdI/AAAAAAAAA7o/m8E7TnazKQI/s400/invite_suite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mr. Moonbeam even got in on the action. He helped wrap the trace paper belly bands and attached some address labels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383630434788435698" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SrZ_W1OL5vI/AAAAAAAAA7g/BDjtUMfH_fY/s400/mr_mb_help.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Look at that intensity! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-9105429682515155103?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/9105429682515155103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/09/finished-invitations.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/9105429682515155103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/9105429682515155103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/09/finished-invitations.html' title='Finished Invitations!'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SrZ_YWrZ-4I/AAAAAAAAA74/sTpJlMajuBI/s72-c/all_invites.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-1490743896067338558</id><published>2009-09-20T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T12:48:10.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pew Decorations</title><content type='html'>I don't have a decent picture of them, but our pews have a 6" wide side piece that extends above the backrest of the pew, which leaves them perfect for tying a ribbon around. So, I decided to incorporate some of &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/09/08/fabric-flower-tests/"&gt;those fabric flowers &lt;/a&gt;into this ribbon project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 283px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383635886556746146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SraEUKpCkaI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/LNVTQQKaSZU/s400/pew_dec_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut the ribbon to length, about 3', and tack it down at the neck of the 'knot'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383635874932523314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SraETfVnATI/AAAAAAAAA8I/05rXLzYAevQ/s400/pew_dec_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tack on some of the flowers, hand stitch on some beads and throw on some bits of lace or other embellishment. Properly snip the ends and hang it up. Pardon the over-starched mini ironing board, it's about the same size as the 'pew projection'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 171px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383635864302171122" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SraES3vIs_I/AAAAAAAAA8A/huTSJwpyppE/s400/pew_dec_3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might want to use some wider ribbon on this and play with the dimensions a bit, but I like the general idea. I think about 20 should make a nice addition to the church.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-1490743896067338558?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/1490743896067338558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/09/pew-decorations.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/1490743896067338558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/1490743896067338558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/09/pew-decorations.html' title='Pew Decorations'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SraEUKpCkaI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/LNVTQQKaSZU/s72-c/pew_dec_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-8663458068716321335</id><published>2009-09-19T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T09:36:35.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Paper Flowers</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 332px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382249185448930946" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SrGXHidRroI/AAAAAAAAA6o/gvFNzWkUsco/s400/mexican_flowers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These will be more of a filler for my &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/09/11/paper-flowers-5/"&gt;flower wall&lt;/a&gt;. They are quick, easy and made of yellow and white trace paper. There are a bunch of similar tutorials out there on the web and many of you may already be familiar with the process, my only comment is that trace paper is stiffer than tissue paper and you don't need as many layers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut out 6-8 squares of trace, do an accordion fold, wrap and secure wire around the center. Cut a semi-circle at the ends and start fluffing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;For a 6" flower, I use 6 layers and for a 9" flower, I use 8 layers. (I make these a roll of trace paper at a time, so if I've got a few less layers in the last couple of flowers, I just spread out the number of layers.) They are either all white or all yellow, I've tried mixing the colors in one flower and I wouldn't recommend it. They just look stripey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 379px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382251024963802994" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SrGYynLzF3I/AAAAAAAAA6w/8s-3CDDVxJo/s400/crepe_rose.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also threw a cream-colored crepe paper rose in there, to add some softness and different petal shapes. These take a long time to make, so there probably won't be many of them on the wall. I used this &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/article/crepe-paper-roses"&gt;Martha Stewart tutorial&lt;/a&gt;. The only comment I have is that she calls for double-sided crepe and that is important if you want the flower to be able to hold itself up. I used single-sided crepe because I wanted a bit of softness and I'll have plenty of other flowers around it to support it. (Apologies for the picture, but it really just flops over when not surrounded by stiffer flowers)I bought my crepe from &lt;a href="http://www.blumchen.com/"&gt;D. Blumchen &amp;amp; Company&lt;/a&gt; and highly recommend them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will also be adding in cream colored cardstock flowers, and I'm definitely still experimenting with shapes, especially after seeing these beauties on &lt;a href="http://www.i-do-it-yourself.com/2009/09/handmade-flowers/"&gt;iDIY&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382252913506880866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SrGagijjjWI/AAAAAAAAA64/kwq-f9Vt5Ek/s400/carol_flowers.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-8663458068716321335?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/8663458068716321335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-paper-flowers.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/8663458068716321335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/8663458068716321335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-paper-flowers.html' title='More Paper Flowers'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SrGXHidRroI/AAAAAAAAA6o/gvFNzWkUsco/s72-c/mexican_flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-6571835554836497859</id><published>2009-09-16T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T18:50:45.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rejected Invites</title><content type='html'>One thing about Weddingbee is the ridiculous amount of inspiration. This little double-edged sword really made itself apparent in my invites. I saw so many different things that I liked and was just trying and trying to figure out what to go with. Some of the different resources I used were the Martha Stewart &lt;a href="http://www.marthastewart.com/article/doily-tin"&gt;doily images&lt;/a&gt; that have made their way onto some of the bee's paper goods, an image of my grandmother's lace, a &lt;a href="http://www.bittbox.com/?p=2255"&gt;floral background&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.bittbox.com/"&gt;bittbox&lt;/a&gt;, an &lt;a href="http://www.brushking.eu/128/decornaments-01.html"&gt;ornamental brush set&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://www.brushking.eu/"&gt;brushking&lt;/a&gt; and the aquiline and civilian fonts from &lt;a href="http://www.abstractfonts.com/"&gt;abstract fonts &lt;/a&gt;and I used papyrus as well, but I think that's a standard font. I was working with a square format to fit those blank cd case envelopes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382244857365644482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SrGTLnFzxMI/AAAAAAAAA6g/O-JiwDknxeU/s400/rejected_invites.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;These were all in the rough draft state, but I'll give you some hints and let you know which bits of inspiration made it into the final product.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In the end, there will be purple flowers, textured looking paper (that beloved wood grain paper was too pricey, maybe I'll find a small thing to do with it), trace paper belly bands, kraft paper envelopes (those blank cd cases were also pricey and added to the postage), the floral background and an ornamental brush made the cut. I went with different fonts and I abandoned the square format (you have to pay extra to ship an odd shape, i.e. square.) In the end, they aren't what I &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/09/14/invitation-inspiration-5/"&gt;originally&lt;/a&gt; had in mind, but I love what I've ended up with and will be showing them to you soon. Everything is printed and CUT, I'm just waiting on envelopes to make their way to my mailbox.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-6571835554836497859?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/6571835554836497859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/09/rejected-invites.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/6571835554836497859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/6571835554836497859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/09/rejected-invites.html' title='Rejected Invites'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SrGTLnFzxMI/AAAAAAAAA6g/O-JiwDknxeU/s72-c/rejected_invites.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-3892827220542505933</id><published>2009-09-12T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T15:16:19.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Cohabitation Rings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SqwazHim0II/AAAAAAAAA6Y/6ruWdU52_w0/s1600-h/bark_rings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 325px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380705120300748930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SqwazHim0II/AAAAAAAAA6Y/6ruWdU52_w0/s400/bark_rings.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had &lt;a href="http://fancyjewels.com/product.php?id=bark_wedding"&gt;these&lt;/a&gt; made a couple of years ago a few months after we moved in with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;each other&lt;/span&gt; in Seattle. They've got three garnets (we had been together for three years when we got them), &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;each other's&lt;/span&gt; first initial and the dents sort of look like tree bark. They kind of reminded us of carving &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;each other's&lt;/span&gt; initials in a tree. The insides are engraved with 'exclusive rights'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Working with Sally at &lt;a href="http://fancyjewels.com/home.php"&gt;Fancy&lt;/a&gt; in Seattle was fantastic and I highly recommend it for anyone in the area. If we were still in Seattle, I wouldn't have even looked on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;etsy&lt;/span&gt; for our rings. But since my office was no longer just a few blocks from her store, I looked at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;etsy&lt;/span&gt;, fell in love with &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/09/06/my-ring-3/"&gt;my ring &lt;/a&gt;and had to make the tough decision of not going back to Sally. (Don't worry, you can buy stuff online)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe I'll be able to afford some gifts for my 'maids from there, it was always my go-to gift stop when I lived in Seattle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm excited about my November upgrade, but I'd love some ideas on what to do with these rings, because we still love them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-3892827220542505933?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/3892827220542505933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-cohabitation-rings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/3892827220542505933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/3892827220542505933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-cohabitation-rings.html' title='Our Cohabitation Rings'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SqwazHim0II/AAAAAAAAA6Y/6ruWdU52_w0/s72-c/bark_rings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-4197345718895258746</id><published>2009-09-10T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T00:35:13.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Need for Closed-toe Shoes</title><content type='html'>Long story short; I ran a half marathon at the end of June and now I'm missing half my right big-toenail and half of the left big-toenail is still bruised. When I ran a full marathon my feet were fine, but something about this half just ruined my toenails. And the bummer is that it's taken 2.5 months for the nails to almost get halfway there, and I don't really have a full 2.5 months left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads me to my need for closed-toe shoes. And since Mr. Moonbeam slouches, I'll have to wear flats too. (Don't worry other tall brides I'm rocking some heels at the rehearsal) Closed-toe probably makes sense for my fall wedding, but I'm kinda bummed to be forced to limit my shoe options and at some point I might want to take them off, even if they are flats. Boo to ugly bridal toes! But YAY to fun bridal shoes, maybe I'll thrive under the constraints of my search.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SqipEFKmfvI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/C3gC4dtWhA8/s1600-h/purple.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379735642465271538" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SqipEFKmfvI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/C3gC4dtWhA8/s400/purple.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.shoes.com/Shopping/ProductDetails.aspx?p=EC1187762&amp;amp;pg=5097409"&gt;These&lt;/a&gt; are fun, and I like the color, but they may not be snazzy enough for the big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SqipDmVLIOI/AAAAAAAAA6I/Zd46KKitkx0/s1600-h/purple_twist.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SqipDOL1kXI/AAAAAAAAA6A/6rrjLbi3oKM/s1600-h/blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379735627706503538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SqipDOL1kXI/AAAAAAAAA6A/6rrjLbi3oKM/s400/blue.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.shoes.com/Shopping/ProductDetails.aspx?p=EC1121850&amp;amp;pg=5079106"&gt;These&lt;/a&gt; would make quite a rockin' something blue (which I don't have yet).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SqipCjQLy6I/AAAAAAAAA54/EIyUWrNDNq0/s1600-h/purple_calvin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379735616182012834" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SqipCjQLy6I/AAAAAAAAA54/EIyUWrNDNq0/s400/purple_calvin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there are these two pairs, the &lt;a href="http://www.shoes.com/Shopping/ProductDetails.aspx?p=EC1162351&amp;amp;pg=5099051"&gt;purple's&lt;/a&gt; good, but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SqipCP22ZgI/AAAAAAAAA5w/tQRXZlhKMZQ/s1600-h/blue_calvin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379735610975479298" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SqipCP22ZgI/AAAAAAAAA5w/tQRXZlhKMZQ/s400/blue_calvin.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.shoes.com/Shopping/ProductDetails.aspx?p=EC1162352"&gt;blue&lt;/a&gt; might be perfect! I do have fears about online shoe shopping though, with size 10's I just can't hit the order button, this might be a first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-4197345718895258746?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/4197345718895258746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/09/need-for-closed-toe-shoes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/4197345718895258746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/4197345718895258746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/09/need-for-closed-toe-shoes.html' title='The Need for Closed-toe Shoes'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SqipEFKmfvI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/C3gC4dtWhA8/s72-c/purple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-8101805704967628772</id><published>2009-09-07T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T10:51:11.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding colors</title><content type='html'>I've always loved brown as opposed to black, maybe architecture school had too many people obsessed with wearing black and I rebelled. I think it's highly likely, some of the profs literally only wear black, it's quite uniform-like. So, I've always loved brown and really bold earth-toned color combos, as evidenced by the quilt I made for my bed. (Momma Moonbeam helped, and it was a Mr. Moonbeam christmas gift one year, I was so happy when we moved in together and it got to be on our bed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 297px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378775367565839938" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SqU_suZiDkI/AAAAAAAAA5g/9x93dFxCjCg/s400/quilt.jpg" /&gt;Luckily, this is perfect for my fall wedding. My main colors will be a dark purple color, mustard yellow and faded tiffany blue. There will be accents of dark brown, really deep teal, pumpkin, copper, an earthy chartreuse and the gray of Mr. Moonbeam's suit.&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378781855119492674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SqVFmWa2xkI/AAAAAAAAA5o/C16MlnhfAh8/s400/bee_palette.gif" /&gt;Anyone who knows me in my normal life, knows that these colors are kind of heavily involved in my wardrobe, home, everything. For instance, I have orange dining room chairs.  I'm really happy that our fall wedding is allowing me to really go for colors that I love all year round.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-8101805704967628772?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/feeds/8101805704967628772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/09/wedding-colors.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/8101805704967628772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/63616339947124044/posts/default/8101805704967628772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com/2009/09/wedding-colors.html' title='Wedding colors'/><author><name>leenie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00440739267736212497</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/S5yLkTCCGLI/AAAAAAAABT4/vsuv6hpQKgs/S220/profile-image.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bnKbB7Tuw_c/SqU_suZiDkI/AAAAAAAAA5g/9x93dFxCjCg/s72-c/quilt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63616339947124044.post-8874047020866572396</id><published>2009-09-04T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:30:21.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Did I Forget To Mention That?</title><content type='html'>So, I'm a 2-wedding bride.  We had our first ceremony July 25th of this year at Point Dume in Malibu.  We've lived (or at least been on leases) together for the past 2 years and always knew we'd get married, just not when.  However, upon moving to Los Angeles and being unable to find a job with the same kind of benefits I had in Seattle or even being accepted for private insurance it became kind of necessary to get married.  (Don't ask me why a 26 year old female who has run a marthon, rarely drinks and doesn't smoke can get rejected, but clearly we need health care reform.  Sorry that's a bit off topic.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, to answer some of the questions that came up after my &lt;a href="http://www.weddingbee.com/2009/09/04/july-wedding/#comments"&gt;previous post&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being legally married before a Catholic Ceremony is probably frowned upon in general, but I think there's a good chance that a reasonable priest will be open to this and from what I understand all discretion is left to the priest.  I kind of lucked out in this department, because the priest has been a friend of my family since well before I was born and is known to be more 'inclusive' than some priests.  His thoughts on the matter are that it's good to have people marry in the Church and being overly prohibitive isn't going to really help anyone.  He knows that the two of us aren't as religious as we could be, but we were both raised in Catholic families and this felt right for us.  Being raised Catholic I had mostly been to Catholic weddings and they always felt like they had more 'weight' to them and once we decided to get married I knew Fr. Paul would be involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also was researching this subject a bit beforehand and you're allowed to live together as long as the priest feels it is for financial concerns and doesn't think you're 'sinning'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://catholicism.about.com/od/catholicliving/f/FAQ_Marriage.htm"&gt;So, for instance, a couple who are living together may not be allowed to get married in the Church until they have spent sufficient time living apart. (There are exceptions—for instance, if the priest is convinced that the couple is not engaged in immoral behavior but is living together out of economic necessity.)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So, again, we're kind of at priest discretion.  Another bit of evidence was something I noticed at our &lt;a href="http://www.ceeofla.org/"&gt;Catholic engaged couples retreat&lt;/a&gt;.  One of the couples had been married for 6 years, but were at the retreat to prepare for a ceremony in the Church .  In the end, find a friendly priest and show that you're committed to the religious marriage and are only doing the legal one early for practical concerns.  If it doesn't work, well it can't have hurt anything to ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as which anniversary we'll be celebrating, we're still a bit undecided.  I asked Mr. Moonbeam, and his clever response was, 'whichever I remember'.  I'm not sure how we'll feel after the second ceremony, but it is the more important one to me.  To be honest we've never made a big deal out of anniversaries.  We think we started dating about 09/20/2004 and we think we decided to get married around 05/20 of this year and now we'll have a couple of dates to choose from for our anniversary.  It's always been a kind of 'oh yeah we've been dating for around x years, let's do something' situation.  Celebrate the one that matters to you, I think our decision will be based on what time of year we'll feel like celebrating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for anyone of you out there wondering, I certainly don't think that having a small legal ceremony is dampening anyone's spirit for our big day in November.  It doesn't hurt to have 2 great days to remember, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/63616339947124044-8874047020866572396?l=eatinlosangeles.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' t
