La Boda: Putting On Da Dress

I loved my wedding dress.
It was poofy, heavy, lacey, ruffley, BIG. It was everything that I didn't think I wanted in a dress until I tried it on for the first time and fell in love.

It took a small army of bridesmaids to get the dress on without messing up my hair. And, yes, it's kinda weird having your friends dress you. I had to stand there with my arms raised, protecting my hair, while this ginormous dress was carefully pulled over me. No one seemed to mind, though. We giggled our way through it. More than anything, I was excited to finally get to wear my dress.


The bridesmaids touched up a bit before go-time.


My mommy looked gorgeous. She was in and out of my room the whole morning, and I'm a little sad she couldn't spend the entire morning with us in the room during prep time. She made our wedding cake, though, and was busy setting it up at our venue that morning. The things that moms do for their kids.


Sister and bridesmaid sharing a few laughs before heading out.


After putting on my dress, things got a little more fast paced. Our schedule for the day had officially started and things had to keep moving smoothly (mostly because I was super paranoid about being late for church.) A couple more touch ups, and we were out the door...


{All fotos by the fabulous Phoebe Joy}

Sunday Sail

A good friend of ours is into sailing. His family has a sailboat, and every so often he'll invite a group of friends for a Sunday Sail where we spend a relaxing day sailing the Pacific waters. It's kind of a cool experience. The hubs and I know zero about sailing and will most likely never, ever own a sailboat. It's cool to know someone who does and who enjoys taking friends along for the ride. We ventured out for a sailing adventure this past Sunday. It happened to be colder and cloudier than we expected, but we didn't let that ruin our Sunday Sail.

The Ker-Avel, our vessel for the trip.

The marina at Marina del Rey. Lots of boats waiting for their masters to take em for a spin. It's pretty cool checking out peoples' boats, and I love how they all have a unique name!

There's not much to do on a sailboat except enjoy the view of the coast from the opposite end. And drink wine while chit chatting with the homies.

Every so often, we'd sail by other boats. I particularly liked this one because of its colors.

The sea animals were especially active on Sunday. We saw a good amount of seals chillin' in the waters. Dolphins entertained us for a good while. Can you see them?

Captain Gary and his girl.

Our sailing crew. Good times.

What Type of Bitch are YOU?

Have you seen this yet?! My friend Veronica posted this link on her gmail status. I'm so glad she did because I probably would not have come across it otherwise. Apparently, it's made its rounds on the internets, so you may or may not have seen it. If you haven't, behold the hilarity of 3rd graders: a list of types of bitches.

Seriously. This is why I freakin' love kids. They're so real, so unforgiving, so I don't give a f*ck. Punk ass kids are the best. Let's be real, you were a punk ass kid once. I know I was. I've talked mad shit back in my day, acting like I could back it up. This list took me back to those punk ass kid days. Please, do yourself a favor and read them all.

{Images via the original post for this list}

I'm gonna go ahead and say that I'm a combination of Bitch #25, #29, #37, #64, and #89. I really do love my hair (Bitch #25), but I only wash it a couple times a week (Bitch #64). I can get pretty cray-cray (Bitch #29). You're lucky if you can get me to wear something other than gym clothes every day (Bitch #37), and hey! I'm a shorty (Bitch #89). These kids were so on point. I love it.

Your turn. Humor me, pleeease. What type(s) of bitch are you?

Curtains Make All the Difference

The husband and I celebrated this Easter weekend by decorating (woo hoo!) In my last home improvement post I mentioned our boring white blinds that came with our home. They looked like this:

We no like.

Those blinds annoyed the hell out of me. I've been wanting curtains since for.ev.er. Actually, I would have taken anything over those pieces of fug. In the end, we went with the curtains.

The only problem is that this particular window in our loft is abnormally long. It's way longer than the maximum lengths that the standard rod sets come in. We had to get creative at Home Depot. It involved purchasing the wooden rods individually, cutting them to size, and screwing them together to achieve our desired length. The rest of the rod components were purchased individually.

We hung two sets of curtains: sheer white ones from Bed Bath & Beyond hang closest to the window, and more decorative curtains from Anthropologie hang in front.

Muuuch better.