meet my wife.
hello brides,
i am mister small and i am not a wedding coordinator. but my wife is. and quite a very detailed one at that. now of course, this may seem biased knowing full well that the outcome of what i write here determines whether i'll be sleeping on the bed or on the floor.
regardless of that, the task of writing this introduction falls upon me because my wife could not find the words to properly describe herself. so i am doing it for her.
she is missus biG, but i call her polly. if you already know her, you’ll immediately agree that she is one of the most obsessive compulsive people you’ll ever come across. when she planned every minute detail of our own wedding, i was given a gazillion options for the tiniest of things, including the way the table napkins were to be folded and what the waiters would be wearing.
but despite being a stickler for order and procedure, our wedding was anything but calculated. it was personal. we did everything differently, from our choice of wedding readings to an unconventional first dance. as she has told me many times in the past, our wedding was an incredibly personal journey. it should be one for you too.
if you do decide to get her as your wedding coordinator, know that she is more than just someone who will make you choose color schemes or choir music. she is more than someone who will email you all sorts of unusual wedding readings. she is more than just someone who will fix your wedding dress right before they open the church doors and your groom sees you for the first time.
she is missus biG, the person who will stand by you in your last few moments as a single girl. i married her because i knew, i wouldn’t want anyone else there for me in the end.
if there's anything i can't stand, it's barbie doll type-cakes -- meaning barbie torsos with cake bottoms. i have NO IDEA why i'm so disgusted by it, but it's like eating a cake with a mannequin top...and i just HATE mannequins, especially ones with wig hair. i'm so worried the hair will fall on the cake and i'll get a slice of cake with hair in it. phft, pfht, pfht, spit, spit, spit...
i will say though, that although i find this utterly UNappetizing, this was quite impressive. cake designer Lukka Sigurdardottir made a cake that a bride could wear. aside from this having never been done before, the
new york daily news says that the ENTIRE thing is made of cake! no mention of styro or any other filler whatsoever. and check out that unique checkered design!
still not my cup o' tea, but i must say, quite an achievement for the cake maker. a new challenge for red ribbon and rajo laurel?
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