ftw! (w = wedding T_T)

I wasn’t even going to make wedding programs! And then I thought it would be funny to make a zine. Like in the olden-days! And then I made a super-plain program and Lunchbox was all, “Are you going to put something in that giant space there?”

No dude! That whitespace is filling this program design with elegance, class, and gravity!! DUH!

I wish there was a super-italic for italics inside italics.

Lunchbox was against this idea, even though it’s perfect and hilarious!

Fold at the dotted line (this is the outside of the program)

Also these vases that I ordered b/c I was like, “Whatever I don’t want to look at more fkg florists! I’d rather do it myself!”? They’re the size of freaking buckets but somehow still under 6″! So lame. Even if the centerpieces don’t look like gradeschool projects, we might not be able to get them to the venue.

Also we don’t have a first dance song.

Also my mom is making all these little changes that are not a big deal but the crazy inside me is like, “You wanna fight, Mom? Wanna fight!?! I can fight you! I’ll play the Minute Waltz for the recessional and walk down the aisle so fast you won’t even know what happened!”

I don’t know if not having a real job makes this better or worse.

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