i love the idea of having the ceremony at an old mexican colonial style church, but I would have to jump through more than a few hoops to pull the catholic card. SOOOO we might have to stick with the beach...
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Friday, September 25, 2009
Playa Del Carmen
This Riviera Mayan city is quieter and not as touristy as Cancun, but not as isolated as Tulum is.
Better fit for our fun loving guests to let loose.
There is a new "quiet law" for Mexico. All wedding receptions must end between the hours of 10-11pm. BOOOO! However, this will be the time we leave the beach reception and make our way towards down town Playa for some real Mexican night life.
Deciding between three boutique hotels in Playa right now....
#3. Hotel Las Palapas
Better fit for our fun loving guests to let loose.
There is a new "quiet law" for Mexico. All wedding receptions must end between the hours of 10-11pm. BOOOO! However, this will be the time we leave the beach reception and make our way towards down town Playa for some real Mexican night life.
Deciding between three boutique hotels in Playa right now....
#1. Hotel Petit La Fitte
#2. Shangri La Caribe
#3. Hotel Las Palapas
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Dahlia
Not only are dahlias stunning in a shade of amber, but they are also Mexico's national flower and abundant in autumn.
A cherry on top of all that fabulousness, Scott and I both agree that Dahlia would be a beautiful baby girl name!
My heart strings are tickled.
Amber is the Color of Your Energy
Already looking for wedding color inspirations! LOVE THIS COMBINATION ABOVE. What do you guys think? I have my heart set on having amber, copper, and rose gold hues. I'm just not sure if I want to go monochromatic or have complimentary colors like the image above.
Envision the sun going down over the ocean and lighting up the dance floor with amber.
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
SAVE THE DATE!!!
WOOO HOOO! We have officially picked a date!
Saturday November 27th, 2010
This is a great weekend because everyone will already have work off for Thanksgiving. Think little casitas on the beach, tequila shots at sunset, colorful Mexican autumn, love love love everywhere.
Him being Mexican and me wanting a destination wedding
IT WILL BE IN MEXICO!!!
Stay tuned for exact location.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Facts About Yellow Sapphire
Brings good luck, peace and prosperity.
It bestows on its wearer vigor, vitality, wisdom, longevity, name and fame.
Wearer also progresses in the spiritual field and becomes free from all kinds of fears.
Yellow sapphire signifies knowledge, wisdom, virtue, fortune, justice, education, future, religion, philosophy, devotion, children, distant travel, spirituality, truthfulness, prosperity and charity.
It is known to provide the wearer with enormous wealth, good health, fame, name, honor and success.
It brings about affection and harmonious relations amongst family members and spouse.
Most yellow sapphire comes from Sri Lanka, though some yellow sapphire is from Tanzania.
The gemstone helps to prevent the following:
• Liver complaints, jaundice, dropsy, flatulence, dyspepsia, abscess.
• Disorders of pancreas, tumors, skin troubles, cerebral congestion.
• Circulation of blood in the arteries and fat in the body.
Yellow sapphire makes one intellectual, charitable, religiously inclined and respectable towards elders. It ensures wealth, honors name and fame. It will bless the native with good children, and also acts as a protective charm. One can fulfill all the desires by wearing yellow sapphire which ensures comforts in life.
RINGS!!!
My ghetto ring turned my finger black.
I had to get creative with a bread twistie-tie.
HEHEHE!
There is an expectation of bling when you are engaged.
Especially in Miami.
These bitches are hating on my twistie-tie.
We tried ring shopping this past weekend at the Seybold Building downtown Miami which has about a 100 independent jewelers inside. Of course it was Rosh Hashanah (aka Jewish New Year) so 99 of the 100 were closed.
We are going back this week to try more rings.
I am good friends with Joey the Jeweler in NYC. He wants to hook a sister up with the custom made ring of my dreams. At the dream price of course! Remember... I am marrying for love, not money.
I know I want a yellow sapphire, not a diamond.
Round or pear shaped. Something delicate, not clunky looking.
Simple setting, no heart or ugly squiggly designs. Yukkie!
Bezel/halo of diamonds or pave around the sapphire and on the band.
Like these, but minus the diamond:
I had to get creative with a bread twistie-tie.
HEHEHE!
There is an expectation of bling when you are engaged.
Especially in Miami.
These bitches are hating on my twistie-tie.
We tried ring shopping this past weekend at the Seybold Building downtown Miami which has about a 100 independent jewelers inside. Of course it was Rosh Hashanah (aka Jewish New Year) so 99 of the 100 were closed.
We are going back this week to try more rings.
I am good friends with Joey the Jeweler in NYC. He wants to hook a sister up with the custom made ring of my dreams. At the dream price of course! Remember... I am marrying for love, not money.
I know I want a yellow sapphire, not a diamond.
Round or pear shaped. Something delicate, not clunky looking.
Simple setting, no heart or ugly squiggly designs. Yukkie!
Bezel/halo of diamonds or pave around the sapphire and on the band.
Like these, but minus the diamond:
HOLY SHIT I'M ENGAGED!!!
"It's about time!", quoted by my future father in law.
The love of my life, Scott ... after two years (which seems like an eternity when you are living together!) finally asked me to marry him! YAY!!!
Here's a play by play of the proposal:
Thursday, September 17th, 2009
I had the worst morning ever!
I was on my way to get a brazillian (great way to wake up by the way. forget coffee.) and I was running late. I was zoom-zooming in the Mini Coop and then,WHAM! Rear ended the latina in front of me driving a brand new AUDI SUV. No one was hurt thankfully (just my ego),and her car didn't even have a scrath. The poor Mini Coop was jacked up though. I spent most of my day getting hit on by creepy dudes at the repair shop, talking on the phone with my insurance agent, and arguing with the rental car company.
I walked home late and was so relieved to be going home to my man after my long crazy day. The elevator opened on my floor and I saw a flash of something dash by. Some strange person is running in the hallway? Hah, it was Scott! I asked him what he was doing and he told me that he was "preparing". Preparing? For what?
He kissed me and walked me to our apartment and opened the door. On the counter were 12 gorgeous long stem roses, a card with my name on it, kiwi (my fave) and strawberries cut up, and a bottle of my favorite wine. He had lasagna in the oven. We ate an intimate gorgeous dinner outside on our balcony.
balmy night + wine buzz + homemade dinner from my sexy man = LOVE!
He started telling me the story about the first time we hung out...
We went to the grocery store to run an errand in September of 2007. While I was checking out he stuck a quarter in one of those little machine thingies and got a cheap-o necklace. He playfully gave it to me and I ended up keeping it on my rear view mirror. Every day I would see that necklace and fall deeper in love with him.
I didn't want to lead him on to how much I was falling for him, so I took the necklace-ito off the next time I had to drive him somewhere and ended up losing the little thing. (He didn't know about all of this until later, obviously.)
He finished with the story and said "Now I know you lost the necklace, but I got you something else to replace it and I hope this time you'll keep it." He pulled out a little dinky 25 cent ring and my heart skipped a beat. He held my hand and asked me to be his wife. We both laughed and cried! He told me he wanted me to pick out the real ring. I couldn't breathe! I whimpered out a "YES!"
The love of my life, Scott ... after two years (which seems like an eternity when you are living together!) finally asked me to marry him! YAY!!!
Here's a play by play of the proposal:
Thursday, September 17th, 2009
I had the worst morning ever!
I was on my way to get a brazillian (great way to wake up by the way. forget coffee.) and I was running late. I was zoom-zooming in the Mini Coop and then,WHAM! Rear ended the latina in front of me driving a brand new AUDI SUV. No one was hurt thankfully (just my ego),and her car didn't even have a scrath. The poor Mini Coop was jacked up though. I spent most of my day getting hit on by creepy dudes at the repair shop, talking on the phone with my insurance agent, and arguing with the rental car company.
I walked home late and was so relieved to be going home to my man after my long crazy day. The elevator opened on my floor and I saw a flash of something dash by. Some strange person is running in the hallway? Hah, it was Scott! I asked him what he was doing and he told me that he was "preparing". Preparing? For what?
He kissed me and walked me to our apartment and opened the door. On the counter were 12 gorgeous long stem roses, a card with my name on it, kiwi (my fave) and strawberries cut up, and a bottle of my favorite wine. He had lasagna in the oven. We ate an intimate gorgeous dinner outside on our balcony.
balmy night + wine buzz + homemade dinner from my sexy man = LOVE!
He started telling me the story about the first time we hung out...
We went to the grocery store to run an errand in September of 2007. While I was checking out he stuck a quarter in one of those little machine thingies and got a cheap-o necklace. He playfully gave it to me and I ended up keeping it on my rear view mirror. Every day I would see that necklace and fall deeper in love with him.
I didn't want to lead him on to how much I was falling for him, so I took the necklace-ito off the next time I had to drive him somewhere and ended up losing the little thing. (He didn't know about all of this until later, obviously.)
He finished with the story and said "Now I know you lost the necklace, but I got you something else to replace it and I hope this time you'll keep it." He pulled out a little dinky 25 cent ring and my heart skipped a beat. He held my hand and asked me to be his wife. We both laughed and cried! He told me he wanted me to pick out the real ring. I couldn't breathe! I whimpered out a "YES!"
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