1: Sweet sweet fantasy, babyYou just got engaged, and everything is possible.
Peonies, peonies everywhere.
Brunch reception, a la Gossip Girl.
Haute couture wedding gown.
The Vitamin String quartet.
Fireworks, and a chocolate fountain.
Monogrammed table linen.
And a little bit of DIY (thank you, Pinterest), because every wedding needs a ~personal~ touch.
2: The Wedding Forum WormholeYou subscribe to every single
Invest in the coordinator, as they will make or break your wedding.
Invest in the food, because that is all the guests will remember.
Invest in the rings, because you don't scrimp on jewelry you will wear forever. Or until your fifth wedding anniversary when you decide to upgrade, but you don't know that yet.
Invest in the photos, because that is all you get to keep in the end. Apart from the rings.
Invest in the bridal gown, because, let's face it, it sets the overall tone of the wedding.
Invest in the bridal car, because the dress, which sets the tone of the wedding, needs a grand entrance.
Invest in the entourage dresses, because if they look cheap, you look cheap.
Invest in the music, because it sets the tone of the wedding. Not as much as the bridal gown, but still. The gown might need some help.
Invest in the flowers, because nothing ruins the tone of the wedding more so than horrible flowers. I mean, your dress worked so hard!
Invest in the makeup artist, because duh.
Invest in the band, because that is all the guests will remember. Wait, that was the food. But they will also remember this. THEY REMEMBER EVERYTHING.
You know what you can scrimp on? Your meals, for the next twelve months, so you can trim your weight down to that time when people thought you were either anorexic or on drugs.
3: Reality HitsYou start tallying the costs and realize that the only way you could afford it is if you can somehow get rid of that one extra zero at the end. You consider selling your kidney. Your church can only fit half your guests. You've been dieting for a month and you've only lost half a pound. Maybe if you manage to sell your kidney you lose half a pound more, but no prospects so far. Also, apparently kidneys were not as expensive as you thought.
4: BargainingYou decide you don't really care about the flowers, after all. Peonies schmonies. And the guests don't keep souvenirs, do they? As long as they're well-fed... You forego the photo albums (who keeps physical albums these days, anyway?) and the prenup video, so you can save your entourage from having to wear ill-fitting infinity dresses. Your girls love you, but not that much. And string quartet? Psssh, your guests can entertain themselves.
There are still no takers for your kidney, so the designer wedding dress would have to go as well.
5: Decisions, decisionsAfter weeks of research, you have finally picked out a photographer. No really, this one is it. But wait, this other photographer is getting a lot of praises in two of the seventy-five bridal forums. Maybe you should consider him. Oh look, the first one just got featured in a bridal blog. You really should book him before someone snaps him up. You send him an email. He does not reply! It's already been, what, five long minutes? Why won't he reply? Maybe he's already booked! You were too late! You should have booked him months ago, when he was 0.001% less popular! What were you thinking, "sleeping on it"?!? That other photographer's not as good. In fact he's crap. Okay he's not crap, but still. Why did you have to get married in December? Everyone's getting married in December. There's too much competition! Maybe you should change your wedding date. Someone contacted you about your kidney, so maybe it's alright to let go of your downpayment... Oh look, he replied. Still available. Yay.
6: Ctrl+ZYou have booked all your suppliers, and you're 100% convinced you've made the wrong decision for every single one. You spend the coming weeks stalking the works of other suppliers and hating yourself for the hasty decision-making. One Friday night as you scroll through your instagram feed you find the ~perfect~ photo. This is it, you think. This is what I should have booked in the first place. You start rehearsing your script to explain to your groom why you're losing thousands of pesos in downpayment (and why it's a good idea), until you check the photo owner. It's your original supplier.
7: @#$%^*$!!!Your wedding dress is too plain. Yes, you said you wanted a plain dress. But this is too plain.
Your tell your stylist you want copper details, and he shows up with a gold sequined runner.
You don't have an arrhae. Also you don't know what an arrhae is, exactly.
You fly home over the weekend for a very important "seminar" that you need for the license. When you get to city hall, the person conducting the seminar is... elsewhere, so they decide it's not that important and give you the license anyway
Your coordinator still thinks your theme is rustic, even if your peg board says MODERN in big bold letters.
Your mother tells you she only has 40 guests and then sends you a list of 80 people, not including +1's.
A tropical cyclone forms and threatens to make landfall a few days before your wedding. Your caterer calls to tell you they might not be able to put up tents because the wind is too strong.
Your maid of honor's dress does not fit, and she blames you because you keep inviting her to eat out.
You have your nails done under horrible lighting and what looked like a gorgeous taupe in the salon was actually the color of poop.
You have absolutely no idea what to do for your first dance.
No one has RSVPed, but you knew that already. No one RSVPs.
You start looking forward to the day after your wedding.
8: #TeamNoSleepYou only have two hours of sleep because you spent the entire night wrapping presents for your entourage (as it turns out, furoshiki is not as easy as the YouTube videos make it out to be). You open your hotel room doors and let the makeup team in. Ten seconds later and you're in front of the church, veil flapping in the wind, clutching a hastily put-together bouquet because your florist got confused and sent you the wrong one. Your photo and video team are desperately trying to keep people out of the shot, your coordinator is furiously whispering on her headset, and all you can do is breathe.
The church doors open.
Your groom is ugly crying.
Totally worth it.