Upping the Aunties

Sorry, folks. I know I am a week late but I did actually have a new blog ready to go last Monday night. I just wanted to run it by Eileen first before I embarrassed her and after she read it she requested a slight change. So below is an edited version of the original. Also, I am told I should remind people that I am joking in case you're unfamiliar with the weird things in which I find humor.

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Eileen and I recently watched Pixar's latest bit of animated awesomeness, Up in 3-D. Maybe my geekiness makes me biased toward their movies, but I think it's always fun to watch their ability to give digitally created characters humor and emotion that connect with the audience in ways that even live-action entertainment sometimes can't. And okay, I'll admit that my eyes did extra moisturize during certain parts of the movie but as a human being with a heart, how could you not? Oh, that's right. You could not if you are Eileen.

Eileen likes to think of herself as a feisty little non-girly girl. Some girls choose to wear pink. Eileen chooses to wear teal. Some girls eat dainty little salads. Eileen eats more than I do. Some girls have two thumbs. Eileen had 2.5.

And some girls cry. Eileen rolls her eyes. Well, maybe that's not entirely true. She cried when I registered JengIsMyEdward.com ("You are not Edward! Take it back!") and when they were out of lechon kawali at our favorite lechon kawali restaurant (which, by the way, is no longer in business). But basically any time emotions that result in tears are expected of a normal person, Eileen refuses.

All this brings us to my goal for our wedding day: make Eileen cry. Be clear that my intentions are not sinister. I won't physically harm her or embarrass her in order to squeeze out a tear. I don't expect her to cry like my mom and some aunties will (my mom has already teared up when discussing various wedding-related items). I just want to see a tear (or more) of joy and know that she is human and does actually have more emotion than a made-up cartoon character.

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Dress-speak

The wedding dress adventure continued this weekend as my mother, sister and I visited five different bridal stores in search for the best and most beautiful bridal bargain. At this point, I've lost count of how many dresses I've tried on. They're all beginning to look the same -- either ugly or not-as-ugly. In the not-as-ugly category, I've narrowed it down to my final two, both great deals and pretty styles. Which will it be? I'm not telling. Ha.

Now that I'm winding down my dress hunt, I must vent about this whole ordeal. It all takes place in a bridal store by appointment only, of course. After you divulge all your personal information to receive their 'updates', the consultant asks you what kind of dresses you like. The amount of detail you go into in your response is a testament to how "in the know" you are. There are a number of topics to discuss: silhouette, neckline, sleeves, fabric, veils, colors, beads, lace, bustles, petticoats, designers, prices, blah, blah, and more blah. Seriously, who knew there were so many different whites! And that the only difference between trumpets and mermaids is how far down your legs they flare. Its enough air to make your brain explode.

So in addition to learning more than I ever wanted to know about gowns, I've also learned that I never ever want to work in a bridal salon. Not only would I be unable to handle the increased decibel levels, but I would also be unable to refrain from cringing at some brides. I honestly don't understand the obsession with wanting to look like Cinderella. Do people really think that a bigger, more beaded dress will make them more beautiful? I clearly disagree. But that's just me... to each their own. Personally, I prefer to err on the simple, less adorned side. And although I still end up looking like a frosted cupcake, at least its something I find decadent and gorgeous. Red velvet please.
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What's Good?

I didn't blog yesterday. Not for lack of topics; the ones we have lined up just aren't very enticing. So building off of Eileen's User-Generated Wedding blog, what would you like to hear about?

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User-Generated Wedding

Indecision is my fatal flaw. I'm infamous for changing my mind a million times and asking a ton of people for their opinion before making a decision on my own. I literally can't buy clothes or shoes without my sister's approval. (Thank goodness for iPhone's great photo capabilities!)

This wedding planning business has further confirmed my lack of decision-making skills so rather than run myself in circles, I've been considering continuing our Web 2.0 theme and making this a user-generated wedding. So far we've only put the Colors up for vote, but there are so many other things I could use input on:
- Venue: Or not. We're almost ready to release the final decision. Voting would open up a dangerous can of worms.
- Website Design: Jeng and I have explored over 11 different layouts and have yet to choose one to build and launch. At this rate, we'll be married before our web site is complete.
- Favors: But I would like it to be a surprise for our guests. We have some great ideas up our sleeves.
- Centerpieces: What would you, our guests, like to stare at all evening? Hmmm... that's one I could use input on.
- Music: DJ or iPod? Or a little bit of both? Hmmm...
- Entertainment: Who should make speeches? Knowing our friends, maybe nobody should be given the honor of mic time.
- Groom: It's a bit too late for that. Although, I haven't said my vows yet so I'm still open to alternate suggestions. Just kidding. Or am I?
- Dress: Supposedly this is supposed to be some big secret from the groom. I bet Jeng will hardly notice what my wedding dress looks like. He'll just remember the price tag. Maybe I'll figure out a password-protected way to share this with my girls.
- Cake Flavors: This would be fun. I could send out samples to all our loyal followers. But don't get your hopes up.

All in all, please don't think our polls are purely for our entertainment and nerdy love of google forms (although that's partially true). We are actually taking the votes into consideration. So keep participating (and clicking on ads)... this is a weddemocracy. Kind of.
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