Pinch, Punch, First of the Month! Here’s my list of things that have caught my eye in life, weddings and the internet, to help you firmly swipe this months demanding list of ‘things to do’ into the trash.
- Can we talk about the fact that there’s only one day in every FOUR YEARS when it’s socially acceptable for a woman to propose to a man? 29th February you elusive tease. Forget the fact that you actually want to be the one with the power to say yes or no, forget that planning a proposal sounds about as much fun as trying to slide your key into the front door after ‘just one more Tequila’ (remind me to tell you about plans A, B, C, D, E and F of my proposal one day, bless his heart!) It’s not that you want to take the reigns and do the proposal yourself, you want the option to do so if you so please DAMMIT!
- “Just hold on a second while I get my travellers cheques out of my bum bag.” Going on your honeymoon (or just heading off on a regular old holiday) can lead to some embarrassing moments, especially when you realise you’ve become exactly the thing you swore you never would: A Tourist. *shudders*. Looking like a local or just flying under the radar can be tough, particularly when you’re visiting somewhere new. This guide covering how to avoid looking like a tourist when you travel is my new Bible for our upcoming adventures.
- There’s a lot of crap out there when it comes to groomswear. I’m looking at you matching polyester cravat and cumberbund. Your days are NUMBERED! Picking a suit can be a tough thing for grooms and serial myth spreaders like GQ can make it even more confusing.
- I’ve got a thing about everyone having different priorities in life. I have been know to say that nowhere is this more true than in weddings, but I may have been wrong. The art world is a weird place, but it’s another great example of people having different priorities. Buying art is a very personal thing, you could fill a blank space on your wall with a clichéd ‘Keep Calm and Carry On’ poster (although we can then no longer be friends) or you could spend 50 years living in a 450 square foot Brooklyn apartment and amass a priceless art collection.