Monthly Archives: October 2014

Our Wedding | Blueberry Photography

JACKSON CITY HALL WEDDING signing the papers 02 | the original mb

JACKSON CITY HALL WEDDING waiting in the hall  01 | the original mb

JACKSON CITY HALL WEDDING reviewing vows before ceremony 03 | the original mb

JACKSON CITY HALL WEDDING ceremony with the judge 04 | the original mb

JACKSON CITY HALL WEDDING  wide angle view of city hall 09 | the original mb

JACKSON CITY HALL WEDDING  the brides 08 | the original mb

JACKSON CITY HALL WEDDING bride nuzzle and laugh 07 | the original mb

JACKSON CITY HALL WEDDING wide interior shot with brides 10 | the original mb

JACKSON CITY HALL WEDDING  brides in the hall 11 | the original mb

JACKSON CITY HALL WEDDING  kiss and a hug 06 | the original mb

JACKSON CITY HALL WEDDING  intricate glass window 12 | the original mb

JACKSON CITY HALL WEDDING intricate glass window 13 | the original mb

JACKSON CITY HALL WEDDING brides exiting city hall 14 | the original mb

JACKSON CITY HALL WEDDING brides wearing shades 15 | the original mb

JACKSON CITY HALL WEDDING ring close up 16 | the original mb

These photos speak for themselves. We’re over-the-moon thrilled with them!  A thousand THANK YOU’s to Amanda from Blueberry Photography.  We’ll cherish these for the rest of our days. xo

 

bad news, bummer, bullshit

dr bronner red eye | the original mb

Well, folks. As the title says…a few bad news, bummer, bullshit things have occurred in the last two weeks. Not to be too much of a Debbie Downer but I keep asking myself what I’ve done for the universe to punish me. Completely irrational and overly dramatic, I know. My ever-positive wifey says that our lives are so great that we were probably due for some bad. She may be right on this one. So what happened you ask? For starters our apartment got broken into. Still not sure how or why but the thief got away with our Macbook, my brand new GoPro Hero4 and worst of all my Nikon DSLR. What’s that sound? Anguish and heartbreak. Not only did they take our valuables but they’ve taken our peace of mind. It’s sad to say that it’s somewhat “normal” for this to happen where we live but that doesn’t make it any easier to digest. On top of it all, I realize now how naive I was to assume that anybody else would care or act. By anybody else I mean our property management and the Oakland PD. I was expecting them to bust in and start fingerprinting! But no. They’ve yet to even acknowledge that this has happened. Our locks have been changed but it doesn’t give us much relief. The second thing that happened was kind of silly and a complete fuck up on my part. I got soap in my eye. Sounds so incredible uneventful but it had me down for a good 24 hours – a full 48 to heal. Not just any soap though, Dr. Bronner’s Peppermint Castile soap. If you’ve ever used the stuff you should be cringing right about now. On other parts of the body it gives an invigorating, fresh feeling. In the eyeball it feels like blue-flamed fire. The sensation literally took my breath away. I’m laughing as I type this because it really sounds like some Three Stooges shit but it only compounded the already crappy week I was having. Not having  a camera or a laptop has put a major crick in my blog game. I hope to get some newer, fresher gear in the next month. Until then, I have some wedding photos to post (yay!) and a few other things I’ve been meaning to throw up on this here blog. Send us your $$ and some good vibes. I’m kidding! We’re all stocked up on good vibes.

 

Weekend Pants

Weekend Pants full body snaps | the original mb 01

I call these my “weekend pants” because they’re the comfiest, easiest choice for a lazy day. Stylish but non-restrictive. I wore them yesterday when we walked over to Stag’s Lunchette for some lunch and coffee. There’s something about this style of pant, though. I bought ’em for $10 at Forever 21 but they flatter my curves perfectly. Holly loves it when I wear them because they show off my feminine sway (to put it mildly). It’s a win-win!

Currently listening to: All About That Bass by Meghan Trainor

Cool Blue

Cool Blue maxi dress | the original mb 02

It’s summer here in the Bay Area. High 80’s and 90’s for the past couple of weeks. If you travel inland it gets into the 100’s! Since public nudity is frowned upon, I put together this simple getup before running errands in Walnut Creek, where it was hotter than hell itself. Nothing fancy – a breezy blue maxi accented by a cute necklace and some chic eyewear. To the rest of the country with cooler temps: we’ll be with ya before you know it. Stay cool, CA folks.

Anti-Bride

ON BEING A BRIDE holly rose gold wedding band | the original mb 01

Now that it’s all said and done I’ve been reflecting a lot lately about being a “bride.” And that’s exactly how I thought of myself –  a “bride” punctuated by air quotes. To me, the word “bride” has a lot of strong connotations, some good but a lot bad. It conjures thoughts of self-centeredness, greed and most of all a narrow focus on the wedding day itself rather than the marriage. My mind rejected it immediately and I found myself trying to go about planning our ceremony as a devout anti-bride. We had already decided to go the courthouse route; no family or friends. Short, simple ceremony. No engagement party or photo shoot. I did have an un-official bachelorette dinner with a friend that was lovely. (Shout out to Rachel <3) I tried to avoid the attention that comes with discussing something that Holly and I find so intimate. In the name of simplicity and a bit of superstition, we abstained from the hoopla. Putting too much pressure on a thing is sure to make it fail, isn’t that so? Right or wrong, that’s what I felt. It was sorta my way of protecting it I guess you could say. On the days when my heart won my brain over I would have little breakthroughs and remind myself not to cheapen our day. Take it in. Accept the warm wishes and excited hugs. Don’t skip the details. Enjoy it. And I’m glad that I did. Marrying Holly is the best decision that I’ve ever made and everyone else just wanted to acknowledge/celebrate that.  I understood it. I accepted it. I did it. But, I’m here to say that being a “bride” is just not my thing. Being married to Holly, however, IS. Be warned though – when our baby shower comes along ALL EYES ON US. It’s party time!

Above: A snap of Holly’s rose gold band on the day we bought it.