My Camera, My Love
I escorted a friend to get her first tattoo today. My new Canon came along.
This was my first real venture out shooting pictures for art's sake. (I know, I'm still too virgin to call it art...and I still just have a kit lens...but still.) I used a little Photoshop (which I also know nothing about) to add a little somethin' somethin'. I kinda like the feel.
Critique if you will, but don't make me cry. I'm a fragile little girl.
Zoot Suit Riot
He got his suit yesterday and now he thinks he's all hot and stuff.
Don't tell him I said this, but I kinda agree.
It's Been A Whole Month, Huh?
My sweet friend (hi Stacy!) told me that she was going to come over and punch me in the throat if I didn't update my blog...so I thought I'd better do that. I don't like being punched.
So yeah. HI!
Hey, guess what? I'm getting married. Have I mentioned that yet?? I haven't? Oh...WELL!...let me tell you all about it. I'm getting married in 7 weeks. SEVEN FREAKING WEEKS. I know I shouldn't yell, but come on, I have to! Because, ya know, the words "7 weeks" kinda make me want to throw up. In the good way, of course.
We still have SO much to do, it seems. And the day is QUICKLY approaching. Quick. Unlike my brain lately.
But...uh...on to the good stuff. (Like that segue, did ya? Good. Shut up.)
SO. Do you wanna see my dress? OK!
(And did you see those shoes? I want to lick them they're so yummy.)
What else can I tell ya? The cake is ordered. The caterer is ready. The DJ is hired (and he's not crap! He's awesome! Hi, Zach, you blog stalker, you!!). The photographer is paid off. The linens are rented. The centerpieces are done. The invitations are OUT! As of today! The bouquet is ordered!
Sounds like a lot, I know, but my GOD, there's still a lot to do. For instance, we haven't even STARTED looking for something for Mr.Tango to wear. And we haven't met with our minister yet. That's probably a good idea, too, since he's, ya know, marrying us and all. Shit, dude.
Aaaand that's about all I have for ya. I have to sleep before my brain leaks out of my ears. I'll update again soon because I have to tell you all about my new camera and my photography classes! OMG! I got my Canon! (Thank you, Bubba!)
Laters, taters.
A Gift To Myself
Have I mentioned that I LOVE having insurance? I haven't had insurance EVER in my life until this job. So yeah...I've been to more doctors in the last few months than I have most of my life.
So, on Wednesday, I got myself a gift using that lovely insurance. A big fat hole in my face!
For years, I've hated the moles on my face. Namely, this one:
So I got it chopped off. For the bargain price of $30 (thank you, kind doctor, for calling it abnormal so insurance will pay).
Instead of one mole, I have one black stitch, which is already healing nicely. And, as amazing as it sounds, it never hurt. The night I did it, it felt like a little paper cut or something, but nothing close to what I'd imagined.
Next Wednesday I get my stitch removed. Then on March 6th? I get another hole in my face. Right here:
I'm beyond thrilled!!
The doc said it will heal perfectly by the time the wedding rolls around, so you won't be able to tell there was anything even there.
So, Happy Valentine's Day, self. You look mahvelous!!
P.S. 3 months, 2 weeks and 3 days until I'm a wife. Woot-Woot!
Wrappers, How I Love Thee
Looky at my cupcake wrappers! They make me very happy. So do my cupcake towers.
I'm totally rockin' the wedding cupcakes, yo.
Red velvet w/ Italian buttercream. Oh. My. Gah.
