•July 22, 2009 • Leave a Comment
It was an amazing weekend, but not because I decided to wear this lovely floral watercolor print dress from Liz Claiborne, or because my lipstick (Tarte 24-7 Lip Sheer with SPF 15 in Saturday) looked so pretty.
It was an amazing weekend because I got to celebrate the wedding of two wonderful people, enjoy the quiet of a lovely, small town, and road trip with some hilarious people. Seriously — Laura, Kemper, and Thor, if you want to road trip to Seattle for Marshall & Christine’s first anniversary next year, count me in.
Don’t worry — a full recap of the wedding, as well as other things I’m behind on (Maria’s visit, my trip home to NYC in April, etc.) — is coming soon! How can I celebrate my ninth year of blogging when I haven’t written in so very long? Is it at all ironic that BlogHer ’09 is this very weekend? Sigh. But I can’t let you all go away with nothing. Click here to see my photos from this weekend.
•July 20, 2009 • Leave a Comment
Marshall & Christine’s wedding was awesome, and the reception was AWESOME. Everybody danced. There was this older Korean couple who Laura swore only got up to dance to the Black Eyed Peas.
The reception started off with a traditional Korean ceremony where Christine & Marshall bowed to relatives from both sides of the family, accepted gifts, etc. The parents of the bride and groom would thrown chestnuts and dates to the bride, who’d catch them in her skirt. The number of each caught would dictate how many boys and girls they’d have. Christine caught a lot of dates and chestnuts in her skirt. Like, 14 chestnuts and 9 dates or something. Oh dear.
Pictures, another video, and a detailed recap to follow. This video depicts a Korean tradition, where the groom carries the bride on his back. I wish my camera wouldn’t stop recording audio when I’d zoom in. The lady in the lavender hanbok is the best friend of Marshall’s mother. She helped Christine with her bowing (as she had to keep her arms folded in front of her eyes, and could not use them as she stooped down and popped up) during the ceremony.
•July 20, 2009 • 1 Comment
Guess who just discovered Blingee?
Guess whose blog turns 9 today? Do blogs have birthdays or anniversaries? Do I register for gifts somewhere? If I do, then know now that I want a pink toaster oven.
Um, I don’t know what to say except that I can’t believe it’s nine years later and I’m still writing about the same things — boys, food, fat, lipstick, more boys. Only now I do it in more places like on Twitter and Facebook.
The flip front was a newsletter and then it became a blog and it’s been that way ever since. I’ve tried starting a travel blog and a food blog and a shopping blog but it’s not like I’m not unfocused enough so everything got folded back into this blog.
Feel free to celebrate the ninth birthday of my blog by telling more people to read it. For serious I want page views like I want cake — which is to say, a whole lot. Oh, and here is the obligatory links to the flip front’s precursive e-mail (inspired by Jacinda, as always) and flip front no .1.
•July 16, 2009 • Leave a Comment
I didn’t mention these Liz Claiborne dresses, which I ordered over the weekend, in my previous post on the subject of what I was going to wear to Christine & Marshall’s wedding because:
- I didn’t think they’d arrive in time for me to consider them as viable options for the wedding
- The Old Navy dresses are just do damn cute.
But UPS and Liz Claiborne’s speedy shipping (which was free!) endeavored to give me more options, this time with fuller skirts that conceal hidden pockets! These dresses are also a little roomier on top, but they looked good when I modeled them in a lunchtime fashion show in the ladies room at work. What to do! Bring them all and I’ll figure it out Saturday morning in my hotel room? Or pull the trigger tonight while I’m packing (and wondering why mousse doesn’t come in travel size cans).
•July 16, 2009 • Leave a Comment
My red Keds arrived today. I love them. That is all.
•July 14, 2009 • Leave a Comment
I wasn’t sure about what to wear to Christine & Marshall’s wedding this weekend. The bridal shower was last weekend and when Christine showed us the bridesmaid dresses, I panicked because I thought my yellow cotton would be too casual.
I’d already spent the previous evening trying on plus-size party dresses at Nordstrom and that was no fun. I was bloated, sweaty, and in a grump. The Nordstrom dresses tended to be polyester, heavy, and cheap. I felt myself in bind, literally and figuratively. I actually liked this dress, with its rhinestone-bedecked illusion neckline, but it felt heavy. And I looked kind of sad wearing it. I’ve also noticed that some dresses just look plain weird when my hair is short.
I probably should have visited Vive La Femme but I woke up late Sunday and didn’t have time to shop before joining Andrew, Rozi, and little Nathan for dinner. I spent some time Monday browsing for dresses on-line as well as soliciting advice from friends via Facebook.
Amy pointed me towards this blue floral print dress from Old Navy (pictured above, left). Could it work? I got to try it on last night and had success — not only did it fit, but it looked cute. Just the thing for a day wedding. But what about the late afternoon/evening reception? Well, that’s where this navy shift dress (pictured above, right) takes over. By themselves, they’re casual but with the right accessories (and a good ironing) they should be appropriate for a wedding and wedding reception.
But if I’m wrong, I might fold and bring this ($275!) Amanda Uprichard dress as a backup.
•July 13, 2009 • Leave a Comment
Mom & Dad
Originally uploaded by jasmined
I hope you don’t mind that I haven’t gotten you a present yet. Or that I didn’t go to church this week, last week, or the week before that.
I thought it was okay that I haven’t given you grandchildren to spoil though to be fair I have four other siblings who could take care of that.
I’m sorry I haven’t sent back your terno, especially since it doesn’t fit me anymore. But I have this crazy idea that if I get married I’d wear it or get another terno made in my size to resemble it, and then you would wear yours and we freak everybody out with our mother-daughter awesomeness. Though I guess we’d have to get matching dresses for Joseline and Jacqueline so they wouldn’t feel left out.
I still have all the pictures I took from your photo album, and I promise that I will send them back as soon as I scan them. So all the world can see the crazy outfits you made me wear when I was little. I mean, who makes her daughters wear velveteen short pant suits during a summer trip to Baguio City?
I wonder if I get my sense of glamor and appreciation of camp from you. I love puns like Dad does, but the way certain words sound so funny that you can’t stop saying them to yourself or anybody else when you’re not writing them on every flat surface you can find? I blame you. I mean, I thank you.
I wish I’d gone through with that debut you wanted to give but could little afford. Why don’t we do it when I turn 38? That would be awesome and not totally “Miss Havisham from ‘Great Expectations'”-like at all!
I hope I get over my dislike of talking on the telephone so we can talk more. Only as long as you promise not to gossip about me to people I don’t even know. Gossiping to people I do know, that’s okay. It’s your birthday after all.