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Take a Break.


If there is one thing I would advise ALL brides-to-be, it would be to STOP.

Stop planning. Stop giving every single moment of your life to the wedding. Take a moment and RELAX!!

The invitations will be there in a few days. The dresses will still be there. The flowers do not need your attention right NOW.

You need a moment to breathe, relax, even spend some time with your friends, fiance, or just alone.

I did just that this weekend. Jared was out of town preaching and I had 3 days to myself. ALL alone. For some, this is a nightmare. But for me, this is a dream come true. I love to be alone. If I didn’t like Jared so much, I would probably live alone and be totally cool with it. I just want some time to think, to do some introspection and really delve into who I am as an individual.

Who am I kidding? I played Lego: Harry Potter Years 1-4. Started Friday and beat it on Sunday. And you know what? It was awesome. I didn’t think. I didn’t plan. I didn’t create some fantastic template to make my wedding programs awesome. I just sat, in bed, with my dog, and played my new game.

So PLEASE brides. Take a break. Relax. Don’t be so uptight.

I also ate a lot of cereal.

And listened to Alvin and the Chipmunks sing “She Loves You, Yeah Yeah YEAH” and “Japanese Banana” and “Witch Doctor.”

Confession is good for the soul – and so is rest.


It’s the first thing you think about when you hear someone is getting married:

“I wonder what her dress will look like!”

It’s the first thing to be criticized after the wedding, when all the iPhone pics show up on facebook and instagram and blah blah blah:

“I cannot believe out of all the dresses in the world, THAT is the dress she chose…”

It’s the one thing that can either shape or break a bride and how she feels about her wedding day:

Pretty, Princess, Sexy, Gorgeous, Classy. Frumpy, Snowball, Ugly, Old.

I am happy to say that I found MY dress.

Nine days after Jared asked me to be his wife (granted I had been on the lookout for a while… I knew this was coming…), I purchased my dress online at preownedweddingdresses.com. I love this site because you don’t buy it from the site. You buy it from the seller. You make direct contact with the seller, talk about the dress, talk about your wedding, and then decide based on the extra pictures they send you and description they give you. Camille, the lady I bought mine from, lives in California and was married in 1999. She is so sweet and excited for my wedding that I am going to send her pictures of the dress from the big day so she can see how happy she’s made me and how big of a part she has played in our lives.

Now, I am not one of those people who wants to judge others for where or how they get their perfect dress – after all, it’s still the Bride’s choice for her dress. However, I was so worried that people would somehow figure it out that it is preowned (aka worn before, aka HUGE DISCOUNT), like there would be a sign on my back saying, “haha, Liz is so lame that she couldn’t fly all the way to Kleinfeld’s to get a decent dress, or didn’t have enough money to drop $3000 on a dress she’s going to wear ONE TIME.”

WHO ELSE THINKS THAT IS A RIDICULOUS IDEA??!? I am obsessed with Say Yes To The Dress, David Tutera, and anything else TLC comes up with about weddings. BUT! I don’t understand why these women want to spend so much money!! I watched a girl buy TWO dresses- the first one was custom made at $18,000 and the other one that she bought since she didn’t like the custom one was $25,000. I spent less on my college education than she did for ONE of her dresses. The sum of all the cars I’ve bought in my whole life don’t come up to the price that she (actually, her parents) paid for ONE of those dresses. I know they want their princess to be happy and have everything she wants, but come on. Please let me know if I’m alone in this.

I am immeasurably in love with my dress. It will need some alterations but other than the fact that I am shorter than Camille and want the sleeves to be 3/4 length, it is perfect. It is what I always envisioned for my day – and when I walk down that aisle, no one will be worried about who wore it first. Why?

Because I’m going to rock it.

the dress.