Whose Wedding? (Ruby)
Today was day two of the wedding planning weekend. I've started to think of this wedding thing as a project: like the home remodel, or writing the novel. We talked about our mutual half-reality -- this was happening to someone else.
Turns out Nordy's doesn't have a registry. Who knew? So we trekked a whole block to Macy*s. Together we deliberated seriously over "casual china" patterns and crystal vases ("There will always be someone who wants to buy you a vase," said Jasmine, our registry clerk). But at the end of the day I felt like the wedding project was ridiculously consumerist. I think we both felt a little dirty as we blinked under the lobby flourescents.
After we were weary and all the virtual shopping was done, we went to the Kubota Garden. It was gorgeous. The Japanese Garden at the Arboretum gets most of the props, but Kubota makes it look like a well-manicured backyard. We're still debating wedding locations, and theoretically that was the reason we went. Despite our everpresent mission, I was very glad to rid myself of the eau de mall I'd picked up during the day.
Yesterday I bought a wedding dress. There is no mistaking it: it's a wedding dress. If I wore it on the street (which I wouldn't), you would think, "She's getting married today." I had no idea that's what I would wind up in when I entered the store. But there are all those cliches about how you just know when you see the dress, and sure enough, once it was on I was hooked. Significantly poorer, but hooked. It was the same way with the ring (which is being made right now and should be ready by mid-June) -- I wouldn't have chosen it until I put it on.
Ami proposed formally on Friday. It was the sweetest, most touching moment of my life. She made me an origami ring earlier that day, and she slid it on my finger like it was the Hope Diamond. The paper had a block of text in red, with a collection of sentences about me. My origami ring was heart-shaped.
This wedding has taken on a whole life of its own. It even has its own blog, which is more than I can say for me at the moment. It's easy to lose yourself -- and each other. Then, on the escalator I lean back as Ami leans forward and we stand like that, together, silent until we reach 4: Bed and Bath.
Turns out Nordy's doesn't have a registry. Who knew? So we trekked a whole block to Macy*s. Together we deliberated seriously over "casual china" patterns and crystal vases ("There will always be someone who wants to buy you a vase," said Jasmine, our registry clerk). But at the end of the day I felt like the wedding project was ridiculously consumerist. I think we both felt a little dirty as we blinked under the lobby flourescents.
After we were weary and all the virtual shopping was done, we went to the Kubota Garden. It was gorgeous. The Japanese Garden at the Arboretum gets most of the props, but Kubota makes it look like a well-manicured backyard. We're still debating wedding locations, and theoretically that was the reason we went. Despite our everpresent mission, I was very glad to rid myself of the eau de mall I'd picked up during the day.Yesterday I bought a wedding dress. There is no mistaking it: it's a wedding dress. If I wore it on the street (which I wouldn't), you would think, "She's getting married today." I had no idea that's what I would wind up in when I entered the store. But there are all those cliches about how you just know when you see the dress, and sure enough, once it was on I was hooked. Significantly poorer, but hooked. It was the same way with the ring (which is being made right now and should be ready by mid-June) -- I wouldn't have chosen it until I put it on.
Ami proposed formally on Friday. It was the sweetest, most touching moment of my life. She made me an origami ring earlier that day, and she slid it on my finger like it was the Hope Diamond. The paper had a block of text in red, with a collection of sentences about me. My origami ring was heart-shaped.This wedding has taken on a whole life of its own. It even has its own blog, which is more than I can say for me at the moment. It's easy to lose yourself -- and each other. Then, on the escalator I lean back as Ami leans forward and we stand like that, together, silent until we reach 4: Bed and Bath.
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This is great news Ruby, I've thought of you often and am so glad that you and Ami found each other and am surprised (but happy) that you two are going to get married. I dread the day that my daughters find a dress because i'm sure it will cost a whold months paycheck!
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