Monday, March 2, 2015

Kylene & Michael : Style & Story Creative


Meet the adorable couple Kylene & Michael, whose wedding was as bright as the bride's personality! This colorful affair was no doubt a blast, but also had its fair share of entertaining I Guess I Do moments. Enjoy Kylene's story in her own words below...
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Let me start by saying that Michael, my new husband, is truly the greatest thing since sliced bread. Actually, make that Nutella. We are similar in many fashions, yet complete opposites in more ways than you might guess. He is quite reserved, organized, and appropriate in all senses of the word. I am an extroverted-jokester, a bit messy, and often times wildly inappropriate. I tell you this because our vast difference in personality provided the foundation for many, if not all of our I Guess I Do moments. 

We met 2 years ago at work through a mutual friend. That friend provided me with Michael’s contact information because I was new to the area. Naturally, I sent him an email and texts that included numerous exclamation marks, expressing my excitement to learn more from him about the city. Unfortunately, the feeling was not mutual. In fact he was appalled by my frankness and decided to ignore me! It wasn’t until a few months later when he gave his new intern a tour at work that we ran into each other and he soon realized I wasn’t as “crazy” as he initially thought.

We were engaged 9 months later. 


The flashbacks begin at Bed, Bath and Beyond. We were registering for a laundry list of gifts because that is what we were instructed to do by the ever-so-pleasant (sarcasm) sales associate who would not-under any circumstance- allow us to hold the gun to scan our own registry items. We had no other option but to sit back and enjoy the show as she scanned items such as sausage stuffers and purple trashcans, none of which we expressed any interest in owning. We suddenly reached the point where we went cross-eyed and at that exact moment, I spotted a large silver object that appeared to resemble a man’s private area. I then jokingly place this object where you might guess as I yell “Ah!! What is that?! Can you believe they would shape something so inappropriately?!” Don’t worry, the sales associate (clearly inept with social cues) actually bent down to scan it as I laid it over the lower portion of my pants. Double spoon holder? Yeah right. I’m pretty sure that thing is on sale at Hustler right now. Needless to say, Michael was mortified and I laughed for the next 3 hours straight. 

As the planning process continued, I thought to myself, Wow! This isn’t nearly as bad as people make it out to be. Sure, it got a little old after the 12th dress store (not a typo), the third makeup trial and then the second hair trial, but hey, who’s counting? I had heard so many horror stories of shed tears and clumps of hair falling out over the stress of color schemes and invitations to long lost relatives, so I didn’t mind those minor speed bumps. In actuality, it was a smooth process because my future husband was great with the decision making process and my mom, Pat, AKA St. Priscilla of Wedding Planning, handled everything else.

But then there was the wedding day. 


I’m not here to bore you by sharing every single mishap so here are my top 5 I Guess I Do wedding day moments:

I hunted all over for months and months hoping to find the right shade of yellow platform heels. Unfortunately, everything I came across resembled hues you might find in a baby’s diaper. I finally found the perfect shade and had them shipped immediately from Colorado. Lo and behold, I wake up the day of our wedding and the shoes did not fit quite as well as anticipated. In fact, I couldn’t even wear them. Talk about a let down! 


2. A minute or two before I was ready to walk down the aisle, I realized that my veil with it’s blusher was lodged into my head completely backwards!! If it were the 80’s, I probably would have set a new trend. Talk about panic attack. Luckily my superhero bridesmaids reassembled that sucker just in the nick of time. 

3. My brother, who worked feverishly to put together an awesome playlist for the party bus and party boat, FORGOT IT. 

4. At the reception, my bustle ripped minutes before we were ready to line up for our entrance, making everything run later than scheduled. Fortunately our wedding decorators had a basket of safety pins for guests in the bathroom. Praise Jesus. 

5. And for the grand finale, we had several wedding crashers. Perhaps you are envisioning a cluster of disruptive teenage boys? Not at all. The first batch was a group of small children (at an adult reception), offering to pay our DJ in cash for pieces of wedding cake. This was followed by a middle aged woman wearing bright red pants. She swooped into the reception, took it upon herself to GRIND ON A FEW OF THE GROOMSMEN and then helped herself to the dessert buffet before a casual exit. Unbelievable. 

Advice for future brides:

Hopefully every bride has heard this before but let me be the one to reinstate the thought: In the end, what matters is the union between two people, not the process or planning or even the people invited. Your wedding is one day of your life. A marriage is forever. So don’t be upset when you wake up the next day and it’s all over. Instead, be excited that you get to spend forever with that fox of yours. 


And be sure not to jam glow sticks down your dress because they will definitely explode all over you by the end of the night. Ain’t nobody got time for that. 

Photographer: Style & Story Creative  DJ: Rock The House Cake: I Do Cakes by Sherry Orndorff  Gourmet Donuts: Peace, Love & Little Donuts  Flowers: Petal-Pushers by Mandy Stoll 


Monday, February 23, 2015

The Academy Awards



Best Dressed: Gwyneth Paltrow. You may talk about steam cleaning your vag and conscious uncoupling on your blog, but you still know how to dress. Can't fault a girl for that. Way to go Gwynnie!

Best Dressed Runner-Up: Naomi Watts. Oscars yet with an edge, I like it!

Worst Dressed: Marion Cotillard. It must have been your thick accent that confused the designers at Dior. Apparently they heard the word "Diaper" when you said the word "Dress."

Worst Dressed Runner-Up: John Travolta. Look! It's Two Chainz' long-lost, older, closeted brother! Not sure why you opted for some gold bling instead of a bow tie, maybe it was that damn Adel Dazim who told you to do it...



Monday, February 16, 2015