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The past two nights in a row, I started to have weird zonky wedding dreams, including a completely recast set of parents and in-laws (whom I don’t recognize), and a venue I’ve never laid eyes on in real life that looked like it was straight out of some fictional Hamptons party from Gossip Girl. With […] Ever since reading it in some dumb magazine-suggested wedding playlist, I have had Ce Ce Peniston’s “Finally” stuck in my head. The next man I meet with brown cocoa skin and curly black hair may end up tragically dead. […] At least, at full price — I got a giant pile of them from Sarah when we first got engaged, and those have been helpful. But paying for your own ones? Screw that noise. Case in point: I finally caved and purchased what was maybe my second or third brand-new wedding magazine before our flight […] |