If we’re going to be really honest here — and we are, but only for today– this wedding is getting big and a little complicated.
You don’t have to tell me that everything will be beautiful and the day will end up being lovely. I know that. I’m putting in countless hours each week to assure that. But.
But. My family, like every other family out there, squabbles. We’re not perfect people. We’re a hot-headed bloodline full of heavy opinions and a pathological allergy to listening. We’re always right, just ask us, and for the most part this leads to a strong, unifying bond, solidified in love and sheer stubbornness.
Sometimes, a phone call home to wail about paper flowers just isn’t worth the trouble of my mother’s well-meaning tendency to problem solve. Sometimes I’m not looking for a solution. Sometimes… I just want to whine.
For that very reason, I’m grateful for my fellow Bride-Friends. There is a handful of a women to whom I can go with any problem, any issue, no matter how big or how small. Most of them live roughly a bajillion miles from me, but, as it turns out, distance means very little when you have so much in common, like a debilitating tendency to marathon-watch trashy TV to cheer yourself up, or a want to just whine over paper flowers, no solutions necessary.
They’re kindred spirits, these women, forging bravely forward in the same, uncharted territory that I suddenly find myself exploring.
Shining brightly in the center of my Bride Friends is Hollie, writer and supergirl responsible for Thrifty in White, a phenomenal budget wedding site that chronicles her adventures as she DIYs her way down the aisle with her husband-to-be, Dustin.
As stolen from the Thrifty in White Facebook Fan Page. 
She’s just awesome. She lives in Chicago, but the distance between us makes no difference because, step for step, we just seem to be on the same page of our lives. And do you know how good it feels to have someone who just gets it?
Magical. It’s just magical, especially when your worries and gripes range from Tommy Hilfiger sent me mismatched ties! to The Groom wants a brass band for the wedding?! There is nothing more comforting than hearing that special brand of sympathy from a friend whose retailers, too, don’t understand the importance of matching ties, or who tends to glue herself to her craft projects.
Hollie is all that and more. She’s witty and creative and brilliant, not to mention a sensational wordsmith. She’s down to earth and funny– everything I look for in a bridal blogger.
If you’re not already reading her, I heartily recommend that you commence, at once, in doing so.
51 Days Left until the Big Day!
xo -MM.
