Clavin!

Claire (former roommate) and Devin got married yesterday!



This is my first time being a bridesmaid, and then I get promoted to Maid of Honor next Wednesday when my sister gets married (say what?!?).


Claire's wedding was beautiful. I got misty (and a little marriage-hungry) when they walked out of the temple because they both looked so joyful and full of light. I'm so happy that things worked out for them. There wedding was so relaxed because they are both laid-back kind of people, which is really refreshing. I wish them all the best!

Thank you Claire for letting me be part of your special day!

Wedding Hungry

So I may or may not have spent an hour looking at wedding dresses today instead of studying.

WAIT! I know what you're thinking, and you're wrong.

No, there is nothing in my life that is leading or even so much as hinting at that in the upcoming future. I haven't been dating anybody, nor am I dating anyone right now--just so we clear that up.

This may be splitting hairs, but my title is wedding hungry--not marriage hungry, and I think there is a difference. Since wedding season is right around the corner, naturally I start to think about what I would do...(or maybe that's not so natural...) It's just fun sometimes, if not borderline pathetic. My problem is that the more I think about it, the more specific I get, which will only lead to disappointment when I can't find the exact color or decoration. I can be pretty perfectionistic sometimes--(future bridezilla perhaps...? Gosh, I hope not.)

So as I said, it's wedding season. The engagement announcements with couples gazing in each other's eyes or peeking behind a tree (<--romance, what?) start flooding in and covering the refriderator; high-pitched conversations, with giggling of course, start bubbling all around; my facebook homepage accumulates those hearts as a visual cue (in case I couldn't read) that so-and-sos are engaged or married; etc. It's just such a blissful time, isn't it? :P

But really, it doesn't bother me anymore. I used criticize that "this person is so cliche," or "ha, what an awkward engagement picture" or "her dress is tacky" or "they hardly know each other--good luck with that..." But who am I to judge? Yes, they may do things a lot differently than me, but if they are in love, it doesn't matter how awkward their pictures are or how unflattering her dress is. I've noticed that weddings are just so happy despite all of these things I may disagree with. Sometimes I think we just need more love in the world, and it's nice to see so many people celebrating that fact.

That's why I like weddings.