Undeterred by friends and family (yes, I told my mom that I was starting to think about marriage), I continued to plan my imaginary wedding.
1) I looked at cake vendors. The location is a bit remote, and the only bakery nearby looked not so good. I explored many vendors in a 45 mile radius. Definitely buttercream frosting, no fondant no matter how architecturally appealing. Thank The Knot, I saved some pictures of attractive cakes, too.
2) I started watching Yes to the Dress. My, wedding dresses are pretty. My vocabulary to describe a dress almost immediately improved. Pick-ups, I do not like them. I also now know the names of many wedding designers—very useful information.
3) Ah, invitations. So many fabulous choices. Funnily enough, even though I was planning an imaginary wedding—price is no object! Helicopters! Ice sculptures! Horse-drawn carriages! I’m going to rent out a small town!—I almost immediately rejected fancy wedding invite packages and letterpress and started to explore DIY options and Etsy. Because how would my boyfriend and I afford such an expensive wedding? Something had to give.
4) I started reading wedding blogs. And that was it; I was really in it.
