This wedding thing is nuts. Nuts I tell you! Normally I'm a low maintenance, non girly type. The fact that I can barely walk into a courtroom in a skirt without flashing everyone my backside gives you an idea of just how non girly I am.
So now, I'm faced with this spectacular day of celebration, where all the decisions I have to make are all girly! What color flowers do you want? How do you want your hair? What about your make up? Will your son's outfit match Dan's? What will the Moms wear?
Oy.
I don't know the answers to ANY of these questions. Yesterday I had an email chain with my friends that was more than 50 emails long, all about....flowers. Seriously. 50 emails about flowers. Is that insane? My friend Suzanne brought some levity back into it, though, and thank gawd for her. Every few emails she'd say "all this girl talk is making me want to go scratch my privates". After a few minutes went by with no email, she sent: "hey, I haven't gotten an email about flowers in the last 2 minutes. You ladies ok? Anyone fall down and get hurt?"
The other girls are way into it, and thank god for them too, because I haven't a foggy clue what the hell to do. I'm a lawyer. If I were wrapping myself in words, or legal briefs, or decorating the tables with exhibits, I'd be at home. But all this talk of flowers, dresses, and make up has me baffled, and in much need of a good cigar.
Still, I did go get my make up done last night for a trial run. I like it, but I think it's too harsh. I have to go back on Tuesday and see if she can tone it down a bit, because I still want to look like me on the big day. Here's some photos of the trial run. Let me know what you think. And be honest....

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lawchick at 2010-07-29

By lawchick at 2010-07-29

By lawchick at 2010-07-29
So far the girls think the lips need to be paler and maybe the eyes softer.
You can see from the last one that the lids are really heavy, and I feel like a drag queen. Now, that might be totally fun to add to the mix of zombies and star trek at the wedding (look! it's a drag queen bride!), but I'm pretty sure I'm not tall enough to be a drag queen, and I'm probably missing the necessary equipment....
Yesterday was pretty grueling with this makeup trial, because I have run out of portable foods (bars and puffs, etc). I left the office having had 2 meals, but by 3 I was starving and a little cranky. I can't wait till my shipment arrives; I ordered lots of portables, plus I got every flavor of ice cream (except mango.....I imagine the mango ice cream might be made in the same room as the peach oatmeal, with the feral cats contributing the secret ingredient....).
I'm hoping this new order helps me stay on track and lose these last few pounds because I'd really like to look uber anorexic in my wedding dress in October!