That's it. Next party I throw, there WILL be pinatas. Most likely fancy geometric ones.
When was the last time you played with pinatas?
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Curtains hung with nautical rope.
How to make your own fanny pack (and why you'd want to).
How awesome is this VW bus tent?
15 toys you can create with a cardboard box.
Who knew jello shots could be classy?
Vintage advice for girls who wear glasses.
An entire wedding photographed via Instagram.
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Would you wear any of these one-piece bathing suits?
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During the reception, I received a few comments from parents. They loved how we catered our wedding to children. This took me by surprise, because that wasn't our original intention. Entertaining the kiddos was secondary to entertaining ourselves. All the fun and games we provided were there for purely selfish reasons! But of course, we were thrilled to see the littles having just as great of a time as we were.
The Viewmaster table number holders were a big hit with small kids...
And big kids alike.
Instead of a photo booth, we opted for a flipbook booth so we could make our own 7-second mini-movies! The boys at Fliptography shot the film, printed and cut the frames on the spot, and stapled the books into instant party favors. Hal and I did the swirl n' kiss while some of our guests got extra creative, acting out entire scenes.
The vintage percussion instruments leftover from the ceremony were quickly snatched up and put to use. The big band we hired had to leave after dinner, but you wouldn't have known from the jams coming out of these boys and girls!
I adore this shot. Hal was overjoyed when miss Charlotte made him a crayon drawing.
And what's a backyard wedding without lawn games? We placed a few hula hoops, plastic balls and a corn hole set out on the grass. My dad almost built a life size Jenga game, but that bright idea was quickly placed on the bottom of the "I'll get to it if I get to it" list. We did, however, have some giant Pick-Up Sticks which were sadly left inside the house! Although I'm not sure the kids would have known what to do with them. Do they even know what Pick-Up Sticks are?
Let's not forget the tepee playhouse, which I failed to take a single photo in. Doh! Thankfully, my beautiful maids did not.
Next week... the motorcycle ride. Vroom vroom!
SEE THE REST OF MY WEEKLY WEDDING SERIES HERE.
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So what's a bliss trigger? It's a completely made up term by yours truly. But before you roll your eyes, hear me out. According to my imagination, a bliss trigger is a powerful little life tool I personally use to lift my spirits and fill me with hope. Here's how it works...
Find a rare occurrence. Something that doesn't happen on a daily basis, like spotting a penny on the ground. Let that penny trigger a feeling of joy, gratitude and bliss. This could be done in a variety of ways, not just with pennies. Maybe a plane passing by overhead. Or a cat crossing your path. A certain song playing on the radio. Or a whiff of a specific perfume.
As an example of one of my own triggers, there's a part-time cashier at our local Walgreens that looks, talks, and acts exactly like the nervous Target Lady on Saturday Night Live. I kid you not. It's as if Kristen Wiig based her character off of this woman in my neighborhood. It's rare that I see her, but whenever I do, I giggle inside.
Use these triggers, no matter how silly, to remind yourself to stop what you're doing, be present and smell the flowers. Drink in the moment to celebrate all that you are and all that you have. And don't limit yourself to just one trigger. Have many! Soon, you'll start to notice them popping up exactly when you need them the most. They become symbolic. Almost as if the universe is telling you that everything will be okay, or that you're on the right path.
Do you have any bliss triggers in your life?
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GIRL CRUSH: (n.) an overwhelming sense of awe felt for another lady, elicited by varying causes ranging from deep respect to giddy enthusiasm.
With full bellies and hearts, we sat back down for a few very special performances and speeches. My bridesmaid, Melanie Nyema, is sort of a big deal. Right now, she's touring the world, singing back-up for the one and only Taylor Swift. You may have seen her on the telly! Hal and I were so honored when she agreed to perform one of our favorites by Etta James:
My other two bridesmaids, Tiffany and Alissa, were her Pips. Do you remember all 3 of these beautiful faces from my recent Charleston adventure?
My girl Lauren Santiago is also a big deal. Complex Magazine's 50 most desirable bachelorettes! She sang the second solo of the evening, and rocked the house with a classic soul tune by Edwin Starr.
Believe it or not, Melanie and Lauren both sang back-up for me when I was pursuing my solo career in LA. And later, Mel and I sang back-up for Lauren when she started writing her own songs. I have so many special musical memories with these two. Including the craziest gig imaginable, singing for the troops in Guantanamo Bay. And we almost started a record label together! Ah, the dreams of youth.
Many of my good friends sang with me in Sirens, our all-female a capella group at USC. We had enough of them at the wedding to sing one of my solos, Sooner or Later, originally performed by Madonna in Dick Tracy. Our former musical director, Guang Ming, re-arranged it for modern day and rounded up the gals (who live all over the country) to learn and rehearse the song via conference call! I always imagined singing for my husband on my wedding day. These women made my dream come true.
We originally recorded the song my freshman year, the Sirens' first year of existence. Due to the sound quality and strange arrangement, I'm slightly embarrassed to post this audio. But it will have to do!
"Sooner or later you're gonna be mine. Sooner or later you're gonna be fine. Baby it's time that you faced it, I always get my man.
Sooner or later you're gonna decide. Sooner or later there's nowhere to hide. Baby, it's time, so why waste it in chatter? Let's settle the matter. Baby you're mine on a platter, I always get my man."
"But if you insist, babe, the challenge delights me. The more you resist babe, the more it excites me. And no one I've kissed, babe, ever fights me again. If you're on my list, it's just a question of when. When I get a yen, then baby amen. I'm counting to ten, and then..."
"I'm gonna love you like nothing you've known. I'm gonna love you and you all alone. Sooner is better than later, but lover, I'll hover, I'll plan."
"This time I'm not only getting, I'm holding, my man."
And it only took 10 years to get him!
After the entertainment, we began the speeches. My dad gave a touching toast, although well over the 2-minute max! He told the now-classic story of Hal's first visit to their house (which I'll have to share with you one day) and offered some heartfelt advice for a loving marriage.
For "not being prepared to speak", Hal's mom gave arguably the best speech of the night. It was pure comedy! She had the crowd roaring one moment, then wiping their eyes the next.
My maid of honor, Robin, unfortunately had to follow Hal's mom, but did so with grace, humor and class. She gave a beautiful toast that brought me to tears.
I thought the speech by Erik, Hal's best man, was right up there with Hal's mom's. He has a brilliant wit and I honestly can't remember laughing so hard at a wedding speech before in my life. It truly goes down in the books. We're are thankful to have video footage!
My big bro, Christopher, gave another fabulous speech, full of love, jokes and childhood memories. Impressive, considering I gave him one very limiting prerequisite: be nice!
I'm not quite sure what Hal's brother is doing in this shot, but it may have been a reenactment of a bodily function. And from there, he trailed off into some unresolved issues. We love you, Greg, but how many did you have to drink? ;)
Hal's youngest brother, Micah, brought the house to tears as he choked up before finishing his first sentence.
Somehow, the microphone was handed off to us. Standing before our favorite people, who flew in from all over the world, to celebrate in the backyard I grew up in, absolutely blew my mind. There were so many people I wanted to acknowledge, but I was at a loss for words. We gave our unrehearsed thank-yous through watery eyes and lumps in our throats.
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Dancing the tango built up an appetite! A lot of brides say they either weren't hungry at their wedding, or they didn't have time to eat. Not the case here. I was ready to stuff my face. A late afternoon dinner was provided by Skillet, the acclaimed Seattle food truck. They served up our favorite comfort foods out of their vintage Airstream trailer.
Chef Josh Henderson worked with us to create a custom menu to satisfy me and my family, the veggies, Hal and his family, the meaties, and everyone in between...
PASSED APPETIZERS:
DINNER BUFFET:
My dad lovingly made us the chalkboard menu door. I'm currently trying to find some wall space in our house to hang it up. I almost don't even want to erase it!
My pops also built the bar, using scraps of old wood. Scott Mallard, our bartender, served up two signature cocktails. Hal's was named, "Hal In Washington", made with whiskey and Martinelli's. Sounds strange, but it was delightfully pleasant. Mine was called, "Green Eyed Lady", made with gin, cucumber and mint. We served local beer from from 7 Seas & Sound Brewery kegs, and cold non-alcoholic drinks out of a canoe filled with ice.
Kelly of Tortes and Tarts baked a lovely assortment of dessert table goodies: brownies, cookies, pie pops and cannolis, presented with the tea party china I was given at my bridal shower.
I initially wanted a cake made of cheese, but it would have melted in the sun. And Hal craved the real deal. So we asked my cousin, Isaac, who decorates cakes in his spare time, to make us one. We asked for something small, simple, and chocolate. He delivered, beautifully.
We fed each other to the duet Hal and I recorded for our soundtrack.
No cake fights here. We played nice and didn't make a mess. Although I'm sure Hal was mighty tempted!















