It's Gonna Be a Far Out Party, Man!

One of the biggest things going on in my life right now (besides launching my debut book and writing others) is planning my 2013 wedding.

As you may or may not know, I love throwing parties. Specifically theme parties (by way of example: my Tridecade Tournament, my 90s Prom, or my murder mystery birthday). And I consider the wedding the biggest theme party of all!

I've been using wedding planning as a stress relief for when book stuff is getting to me. This may sound odd, especially when I know that wedding planning is what actually stresses most people out, but the thing is: I can control most aspects of wedding planning (whereas I can control very few aspects of marketing a book). AND after writing a whole three-task Tridecade Tournament and figuring out how to turn my living room into the Great Hall (complete with floating candles)...this is kinda on the easy side.

The fiance and I have some tricks up our sleeves for our wedding guests, but one of the things we just recently sent out was our save-the-dates. And I've been so proud of them that I thought I'd share them here (oh, okay, I'm also running out of things to blog about, people! There's only so much excitement in a lowly author's life).

I actually had the idea for the save-the-dates a looooong time ago. Graig and I both love the 60s and the design idea just came to me during a car ride one day: psychedelic 60s concert posters.

Graig, being a huge Deadhead, was not hard to convince on this matter.

We flipped through some books and took our inspiration from these two specific posters:

(So the Grateful Dead was actually involved. Graig was happy).

Using a combination of hand-lettering (all Graig) and some Photoshop/design skillz (a joint effort) our final result was a two-sided postcard that had this on one side:

And this on the other:

And then, of course, we needed some funky, trippy envelope to house the whole thing.

Behold!

Translucent and turquoise with the stamp as a pop of color.

In case you can't tell, we really love our save-the-dates and how they turned out. AND I found our fantastic printers (nextdayflyers.com) solely from author word-of-mouth. They do beautiful bookmarks too! (And you know how we authors love our swag).

Now...on to the invitations...

Is This a Wedding or a Crime Scene?

My life has totally changed since I got engaged. By which I, of course, mean that 6 out of 6 Facebook ads on my sidebar are now wedding-related at all times.

I also get dozens of emails and even stalkery phone calls chock full of deals on everything from bridal gowns to bridal favors. The word bridal is sorta haunting me.

And then, last week, I got this in the mail mail (remember that service?).

At first glance I thought, okay. A postcard for a florist.

At second glance I thought, hmmm, that's weird that they would choose this photo to display their wares as the picture completely blows out all of the details in the white flowers.

And at third glance, I realized...holy mother of Kate Middleton, that bride is wearing ginormous black gloves to hold that bouquet.

I am posting this again in case you are too lazy to scroll up. You're welcome.

To which I, of course, must come up with a compelling scenario, such as:

1. In a sinister twist of events, the bride already knows this wedding will turn into a crime scene.

2. It's a real DIY wedding and the bride must follow up this photo session by doing the dishes.

3. The bride is a germaphobe but white gloves are just so expected.
 
4. The rates for a January wedding by the lake were just much cheaper. Deal with it.

5. Vera introduced the driving gloves/wedding gown look at her last show, dahling. Don't you know anything?

What do you think is the story behind this baffling creative photo?

Otherwise Engaged

Dear Blog,

You'll never guess what happened. Last week...I got engaged!

There was, like, a ring and--even--a golden snitch involved!

I think this might mean he like me likes me.

As you may know, Blog, Graig and I do things like:

Dress up as Cinema's Greatest Bromance.


Strike poses that belong in [what we for some reason think] Vanity Fair [publishes].


And generally act like complete idiots. 

 
 
 
 
 

I don't think I can recommend acting like a complete idiot with your future spouse enough.

Also, I realize this means I get to plan my greatest theme party of all: a wedding.

I have a vision. It involves a musical number.

And Muppets.

The bridal party will LOVE. THIS. Especially since you can totally shorten that Fozzie outfit and wear it again.

In short, Blog, I'm very happy, very lucky and very excited.



XO
Sarvenaz