After months of inaction, Paul and I have, in the last month or so, made a lot of progress on our wedding planning. A church has been secured, a restaurant rented and I've narrowed down the choices for the party venue. But that said, there's a fair amount left to do. Finding a dress, for instance. After four hours of shopping today at just about every spot worth visiting in midtown, I'm perhaps a centimeter closer to finding something than I was when I woke up this morning.
But one thing that I have no worries about is the invitations.
I was never someone that dreamed of a very specific wedding day from the time I was a wee thing, but I did have ideas about certain, relatively random things. Flowers for instance. I've loved Saipua's relaxed, wildflower vibe for as long as they've been in business. So I booked her early. And after a quick spin through the world of wedding invitations I realized I hated just about everything, so I pleaded to Sarah from Saipua for help. And did she ever come through.
She pointed me in the direction of a young illustrator named Asheley Wilson who works in fabulous flower stores all over town (and Brooklyn). Paul and I met her for coffee and were utterly charmed. She was positive, open to our ideas, totally non-judgmental about our modest budget, not to mention cute as a button.
Since we have more out of towners than in-towners coming to the wedding, we wanted sort of a vacation, destination wedding vibe, since for most of our guests it will be. Asheley was all over it and came back with this:
Paul was thrilled because it was colorful, I was thrilled because it was un-frilly but fun. And we were both thrilled with the speed with which she pulled it off.
She's drawing away now on actual invitation ideas...I'm waiting in breathless anticipation to see what she comes up with.