The (art of avoiding the) Heart of the Matter

So there I am, inadvertently abandoned by my “wedding BFF,” left to fend for myself amongst Date #7’s cousins and wondering, as every woman must wonder at some point in her life, “Should I scrape the mud from between my toes now or later?” This is because Tyler Arboretum, the native woodland that Date #7’s…

(Thank Goodness for) The Rehearsal Dinner

Rest assured: I will not be tying the knot at Tyler Arboretum.  But before we get to Date #7’s brother’s wedding and my near death-by-exposure, shrapnel, mudslide and drowning on Saturday night, let’s start with the rehearsal dinner, shall we? I arrive exactly ten minutes early.  I don’t know if it’s the chill in the…

A Potential Faux Pas of Epic Proportions

Did I mention that tomorrow’s wedding is black tie? Well, it is. At least Date #7 thinks it is.  I’m planning to bring a change of clothes just in case because men are generally clueless about these sorts of things and Date #7… well, he’s more clueless that most when it comes to weddings, not…

Must Do Lifts

I’m late. After a weekend in upstate New York, a sixteen-hour work day and the launch of the Philly Tap Jam, I came home to discover that I’d missed something rather important: this morning’s blog post. (What? Did you think I was pregnant? Perish the thought! Contrary to popular belief, Date #6 and I did…

How Can You Tell if a MAN is Engaged?

Here’s something I don’t get: why don’t men wear engagement rings?  I know that a diamond is meant to symbolize the man’s financial wherewithal (the rational being if he can’t afford a diamond, he can’t afford a family) but it seems like a double standard, especially in this day and age. A man can walk…

It’s Time to Tie the Knot– just “knot” for me

It’s starting again.  I scraped through the first round of weddings—the post-college round—by the skin of my teeth.  Always flying in from somewhere, always just after a breakup and always mourning the bride’s departure from my roster of available wing women, I won’t say that I exactly enjoyed the first round. In fact, I pretty…