Seven Facts. June 13, 2007

I’ve been tagged by the lovely Bev (ten diamonds! TEN! I apparently got gypped) to reveal 7 facts about myself. However, since I am recently engaged and therefore all I can talk about is being recently engaged, I’m going to do 7 wedding-related facts. And yes, I apologize in advance.
 
 1. I kind of want to wear my blue Converse Chucks under my wedding gown. They’re my favorite things to put on my feet and I’ll never complain about them hurting or pinching or burning and also, they would most certainly cover my “something blue.” (Also, ‘something old’ as I’ve had them since my sophomore year in college.)
 
 

2. I envision getting married in a loft setting with floor-to-ceiling windows and a spectacular view of Manhattan. I’m thinking tall vases filled with dogwood branches that reach almost to the ceiling and are decorated with hanging votives. I want it to feel like walking into a garden (note: the chicest, most elegant garden in the known universe) floating in the middle of Manhattan.

 

3. I wish people would stop asking me if we have set a date yet. We’ve been engaged for five days and we’d like to enjoy it for just a bit longer before we bog ourselves down with “logistics” and “budgets” and all the other stuff that ends up shoving the romance of it all to the curb.

 

4. I don’t want to spend a lot on a dress. I know, I know - this from the girl that spends over $200 on a pair of jeans and more than that on a pair of shoes. But I can wear both jeans and shoes (and tops, and bags, and accessories) more than once. I probably won’t be slipping into my wedding gown for a night on the town or a breezy afternoon of shopping anytime after the nuptials. So, I want to keep it relatively inexpensive. Except, you know, I keep dog-earing the Monique Lhuillier ads in all of the bridal magazines so there’s a very good chance that while I’m all “oh me, I’m simple, nothin’ fancy” now, it will be a very different story when I start to actually try on dresses.

 

5. Speaking of, I refuse to try on dresses until I get back down to a size four. Which means lunch now consists of some fruit and some coffee and dinner is a salad and the gym is my new home away from home. It also means I am cranky and craving melted cheese on a plate (yes, you read that right). However, once I get over the hump and my body gets over the fact that I’m no longer feeding it rich, delicious foods consisting mostly of pasta, then all will be well. And I’ll fit into the sample sizes.

 

6. I think M and I want our first dance to be to “Kingdome Come” by Coldplay. It was at that concert, two summers ago in Philadelphia, that I realized that I loved him. A few days later, in bed, in the dark, we verbalized it. I want my dance with my father to be to “My Girl.” Coincidentally, “My Girl” played during my walk to work this morning, which meant that the minute I arrived at the office, I ran into a bathroom stall to wipe the tears before I could present myself to my co-workers. Hi, I’m Clink and I’m a total sap.

 

7. It all still doesn’t feel real. In the best way.

So now I’m supposed to tag seven people (coincidentally enough, I’m also supposed to pick seven bridesmaids and I’m having a hard time with that as well). I’m Little Miss Indecisive (Libra stereotype alert!) these days, so I’m putting out an open invitation. If you feel you have seven things about yourself to share with readers then, by all means, go for it. I, for one, love reading interesting facts about other people.