Can you believe it? The wedding is just 127 days away! And, uh… yeah, I’ve done almost nothing yet. Well, I mean, I have a pretty good idea of the vibe I want, but that’s pretty much it. You’d think with all this time, I’d have it together, but nope. Here we are.
This morning, I opened my inbox and felt like I stepped straight into wedding central. There was a reminder from The Knot to set up my wedding website (which, honestly, I’m not even planning to do), Zazzle nudging me to check out my cart for invitations, and a little note from Men’s Wearhouse about Hector’s suit fitting. And that’s just the tip of the iceberg! There were a million other emails about random vendors, updates, and so much more. It’s overwhelming, to say the least. I might just delete my email and start fresh to escape all the wedding spam!
As for the vibe, I have a loose idea. I’m thinking Halloween vibes, with a little Corpse Bride, and maybe a haunted tea party thrown in there for good measure. Sounds cute, right? But now I’m feeling totally stuck on how to blend it all together without it looking like a random collection of Halloween decorations. I want dark florals, lace, candles… you know, spooky but still romantic. But then I keep second-guessing myself—am I going too goth? Is it all too much?
Food-wise, I think I’ve got a plan! We tossed around some fun ideas like pizza skulls and squid ink spaghetti (I know, wild), but it turns out I’m not really a pizza person, and squid ink spaghetti… yeah, not really my thing either. So we’re going with a pasta bar instead. It’s simple, customizable, and honestly, who doesn’t love pasta? My stepdad even suggested getting a taco guy, and he’s offered to help cover the cost. The taco guy we found wanted $1000 for just two meat options for two hours, which is a bit much for me. I love Mexican food (I mean, I’m Hispanic, so it’s practically in my DNA), but tacos just aren’t speaking to me for this wedding. I’d much rather have enchiladas, chile rellenos, birria, or pozole instead.
The best part is that my friend Marc is going to make most of the pasta for our wedding! He’s a fantastic cook, so I’m super excited about that—it takes a little pressure off me knowing it’ll be delicious. And when Marc has his wedding? Oh, we’re absolutely having a taco guy. You better believe I’m going all in. I’ve literally seen him eat tacos every single day for a week straight.
Life has been pretty crazy lately—working full-time, going to school, and trying to find a new place to live. As a result, the wedding keeps getting pushed to the bottom of the list. I keep telling myself to focus and knock out a little bit every day, but then life pulls me in a million different directions. Suddenly, I’m back staring at the guest list, stressing over what decorations I should get, or debating if I even want to throw this whole big party in the first place.
I do want to give this wedding the love and attention it deserves, but right now it feels like I’m just trying to keep everything from falling apart. I keep reassuring myself it’ll be fine, but the pressure to get everything just right? Yeah, that’s a lot. I’m definitely an overthinker and a perfectionist at heart.
I’m absolutely certain that my niece will play “Enchanted” by Taylor Swift on her keyboard as I walk down the aisle. This is actually kind of a sweet little story: She originally asked if she could be in the wedding party, and I had to break the news that there is no wedding party. Yeah, nontraditional wedding, nontraditional bride over here. I felt pretty bad, though, because she was so excited about being involved. So, I had this idea—what if she played me down the aisle? It just feels like the perfect touch. I didn’t want anyone walking me down the aisle even before my dad and I had a falling out, but having her play that song for me feels so personal and special. I can’t wait for that moment—it’s going to mean the world to me.
So, I’m just trying to remind myself that there are still 127 days left. I have plenty of time! It doesn’t have to be perfect; I just want it to reflect me—slightly spooky, a little quirky, and full of love. I’m trying to breathe through it all, but man, those emails just keep coming, and my to-do list is growing by the minute.
Okay, real talk—I’m a bit worried about becoming a bridezilla! 😬 I really don’t want to be that person who micromanages everything and gets stressed over every little detail. With all the emails and decisions coming at me, I can’t help but feel a little anxious that I might start demanding perfection. Maybe that’s why I’ve been procrastinating… I just want to avoid the stress of turning into that person! I’m trying my best to keep things relaxed and fun, but who knows—there’s still plenty of time for me to feel a little… intense.
Fingers crossed that I can stay calm and collected during this whole process!😅
