Let's try this again!

Friends. I cobbled together some invitation-ish photos. The real ones were just a scootch more fabulous. We printed them on metallic paper, mounted them on thick purple cardstock and wrapped all the elements together with sheer ribbons with the guests' name on them. The envelopes were stamped and lined with ivory wrapping paper with birdcages on it. I practiced my pretty handwritting real hard and addresses them all. I printed our return address and included a hidden cat, because, obviously, we're very cool. Why I did not capture them in photo form is beyond me.

The save the dates that started it all.

I rounded the edges of everything. I think you can attest that it really classes things up.

Behold the stampage and the proof of our invitations. I'm a wedding blog failure fo' sho.

It took a village to construct these puppies. I had my mother-in-law stamping, Nana folding, my dad cutting, my mom manning the glue sticks and Hubs (poor Hubs) rounded corners like a champ. No matter what anyone says, nor how long their blister scars remain - we had fun. Right, team?

A glow of my own

A while back, Mrs. Peep Toe on the Weddingbee (do you know the Weddingbee? You should. Trot over and meet the delightful bridal bloggers they found!) did a series of posts about finding her bridal glow. She defined the glow as a true physical attribute, but I'm finding the glow is more about your mindset and less about your look.

I do believe I found my bridal glow yesterday. A few wedding-related things went down that made me feel "like a bride" (something I thought was cheesy until it all hit me) instead of a girl who is damn lucky to get to hang out with her favorite person the rest of her life.

To start, local people got my wedding invitations yesterday! I got a few compliments on the little darlings, which made my day. Literally everyone in my family (including Nana, the little workhorse) helped with the invites. HTB and his parents, along with two of my sisters friends, and my bridesmaid also got in on the invite action. They were such a labor of love. I'll show them to you sometime.

Then, I got the invitation to my bachelorette party in the mail! My sister is known far and wide for her poetry prowess, and these invitations did not disappoint. Again, maybe I will share sometime.

On top of all this, my bridal shower is this weekend! Four super gals are throwing me a luncheon and I can't wait to celebrate with them.

So, all this has me feeling quite bridal. BUT, not in a cheesy way. Not as in, I'm-stressed-and-striving-for-perfection-and-running-millions-of-errands-and-ahhhhh! As in, people are doing amazingly thoughtful things for HTB and I and I'm so excited to sit back and soak in all this love! Being surrounded by my nearest and dearest is what I look forward to most about the actual wedding, so doing it before hand is what's making me feel bridal.

How 'bout you? You feeling the bridalness?

Invitation bumble

Over lunch, I dropped off my two international wedding invitations at the post office. One bound for New Zealand, one off to Germany! But, as I was standing in line, so proud that I was mailing them out two weeks ahead of our other invites to ensure my foreign pals get them in time, I realized my RSVP envelopes had U.S. stamps.

Guuuuuuuuhhhhh.

Not only have I goofed on their postage, I’m officially out $.88. Is it OK that I’m bothered by that? Probably not, but that is a problem for another day.

Oh well, I don’t think these girls will mind. It’s nothing a lovingly crafted Facebook message can’t fix.

Tell me your wedding invite blunders. Let me know I’m not alone in postal woes.