I am a stickler for details. This is something old history professors found most impressive. Mostly everybody else finds this most obnoxious. If I was penning a paper on the origins of popular euphemisms, for instance, I would latch onto the old adage about beating a dead horse. Then I’d go out robbing equine graves. I’d… Continue reading Chain-Smoking Carnies & Bearded Ladies: A Child’s Party
Years ago (yesterday) I was struck with this idea for a home decorating show. I would call it Dress Yo Nest, Sucka. I’d host the program in a wife beater tank, baggy pants to accentuate my puffy boxer shorts, several fake gold chains from the quarter toy machines outside the dollar store, a hanky twisted into threatening… Continue reading Dress Yo Nest, Sucka.
It’s demanded that wedding decor be a reflection of the couple’s tastes. Tom leans towards the simple and fresh while I typically fall face-first into the OMG (Oh My Gross) category. My personal taste tends to come across like one of those abstract splatter paintings. Others want to like. They squint, stare, and try to appreciate the… Continue reading Deanna Does Details. I…Mostly Do Donuts.
A little over two years ago, I picked a random wedding date. April, because we like Spring and Southern summers make me melt into a pool of frizzy, cranky Ugly Soup. 2012, because, quite frankly, it seemed so far away that I’d just about never have to worry about it. All the blog posts, the… Continue reading Love Is In The Air Mail
Floor-to-ceiling ribbon wall installation Hand-dyed lace doilies to be used as table runners Vinyl records melted and morphed into decorative flower cones to dot the aisle Sanded and spray painted cowboy boots to act as twangy centerpiece vases Tea cups mounted to platters lacquered onto candlesticks to create shabby chic… shabby chic… shab- I don’t even… Continue reading DIY Wedding: The “Who Needs Fingers?” Edition