As I said, I am marrying a Real Live Person’ it therefore should logically follow that he is marrying a Real Live Person Too.
I’ve had a hair trial to make sure my hair is Perfect for the wedding. We spent an hour getting the perfect Messy look.
I had one makeup trial where a lady literally spray painted my face so my skin could look Flawless. As if not enough, I had to have a re-trial because it turns out my nose does not like being spray painted and I would rather be able to top up my Flawless Skin with powder to keep from shining not-so-flawlessly and the spray paint is like no other product know to womankind. I suspect it may be alien in origin.
And then again I stood in regalia fairly close to my birthday suit while a different woman spray painted much more than just my face.
I paid money for this to be done.
After this, she tells me when I’ll have to be waxed and soaked and scrubbed and polished in order to get it all Just Right for my big day. And really that I NEED false nails, ‘especially for the honeymoon’.
Now. Don’t get me wrong – I will willingly do some of those things again. I don’t want to look like a ghost in the photos we’re paying a chunk of money for! I want to look my best – enhance what I’ve already got, ya know??
But… In all of the pressure for not only the bride to look Perfect, but for the WHOLE DAY to be Flawless?? I don’t want to lose sight of the fact that I, too, am a Real Live Person. If that’s good enough for my husband-to-be, then its good enough for me!
I’m glad I’ve been single a little older than I would have chosen – otherwise this crap might’ve taken me over.
Vive les personnes réelles !!
(now where-d I put those tweezers…??)
Saw this on Facebook today and couldn’t quite bring myself to ‘share’ it. I don’t THINK its because I’m a horrible ashamed Christian, but maybe not wanting my colleagues to think I’m weird makes me that. But I can’t help but feel like FB sort of hangs things out there sometimes with a context void and makes people weird.
Anyway, enough about my FB issues. Here’s what I saw… Felt useful to remember…
- Stills You
- Reassures You
- Leads You
- Enlightens You
- Forgives You
- Calms You
- Encourages You
- Comforts You
- Rushes You
- Frightens You
- Pushes You
- Confuses You
- Condemns You
- Stresses You
- Discourages You
- Worries You
Filed under fear, freedom
I thought being engaged would mean I’d finally have that lifelong companion who would match me in every way. I thought he would know exactly what I’m thinking and how I’m feeling without me having to say a word.
Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t that I thought this in an obvious way. I had what I thought was a realistic view of what a relationship would be – I’d spent so much time worrying about not getting divorced that I’d given plenty of thought to how crucial good communication would be. But, as much as I hate to admit it, I expected a greater sense of ‘completion’ (eugh!) and ‘just knowing’ when it came to be 6 weeks before the wedding.
For a long time the fact that I did not feel those things in the way I expected to, was a great source of fear and trembling and many tears. Thank. God. I have friends with their heads fully screwed on who gave me the courage to push past that crap. Because here I am, 6 weeks before our wedding, happy and ready for a new adventure. Not because I’ve ticked all my boxes and am Complete and Know, but because I find myself engaged to a Real Live Person. That is a much better adventure than I could ever have asked or imagined.
I’m afraid that’s it. No profound moral and a bit repetitive of my previous post. But that’s what’s happening in my small corner : I am marrying a Real Live Person.
Its nice 😀