I am frantically checking IMDB to make sure we weren’t on any of the same sets...so far so good, but I have SO many friends who have worked with him based on that list. Fucking pervert.
I am frantically checking IMDB to make sure we weren’t on any of the same sets...so far so good, but I have SO many friends who have worked with him based on that list. Fucking pervert.
SIGN ME UP (both for said job and to watch you do it on television).
Why yes, they now do have my money, thank you for asking. I don’t even travel that much, but when I do this is all I’ve ever wanted.
Whyyyyy would you do this? 3/4 of the reasons we’re having a videographer is because I want the video proof that the dance lessons we’ve been taking (unrelated to the wedding, but will obviously be used there) have paid off and that I can actually freaking dance! Who gives a shit about seeing the bride/groom get ready…
Nope. Nope nope nope. Bar mitzvah slideshows are bad enough. I will not force guests to sit through that nonsense. Have the pictures, in frames, around the reception if people absolutely must see you as a baby.
I just realized how much he looks like my ex-boyfriend and now Veep might be ruined for me forever.
I’m starting to panic now about hiring my wedding band...let’s hope that’s an unfounded fear, shall we? Totally unfounded. *covers ears* LA LA LA LA
I’m 5’8” which is tall but not ginormous. I will still always wear 4” heels when I can get away with it and I will never stop wishing I was 5’10” or 5’11”. Yes, there are “tall people problems”, but I’m fine with it at the end of the day. Towering over people is fun!
I looooove Ryan for a girl. It has always been my favorite name for a girl and I will be mildly upset if I don’t have any girls upon whom to bestow this name.
I have to read it for work, and I’m really sad about it already.
I saw my always-scruffy fiance exactly once nearly clean-shaven (had used a 1 or a 2 on the electric razor) and had a bit of a panic attack. I have forbidden him from ever shaving again, including for our wedding. He looked creepy, honestly.
For photography class, I took a B&W photo of my two American Girl dolls peeking behind a door and waving. The assignment was “fear”, and good lord it was effective.
If I’ve been drinking I sometimes forget whether I took it out before putting in a new one, and then spend most of the next few days frantically searching and wondering. Definitely once went to an urgent care center to see if they could get it out—of course there was nothing in there. Moral of that story? No idea.
OMG I have SUCH a thing for Conant. Scarpetta is my favorite restaurant and his instagram selfies are the stuff of yummmm.
A family friend paid for her daughter’s laundry to be sent out. Now let’s be clear, she had an apartment (was never in the dorms) that her parents paid the rent on, with its own laundry machine and maid service...but she still had her laundry sent out. Mind boggling.
Credit cards that are completely paid off by your parents and are technically in their name (yours is just the one written on the card) are usually based on their credit history, not yours.
They dropped him last year actually, long before the deposition was released.
Yeah, I have absolutely no desire to DIY any of my wedding. Maybe like random gifts for my bridesmaids? I just don’t have a glue-gun-wielding-inner-goddess I suppose.
My wedding planner told a story about how she told the bride that they shouldn’t do goldfish at their OUTDOOR MID-JULY wedding because they would die, the bride insisted, and they had a whole bunch of bowls of dead goldfish. And a crazy aunt who apparently took that as a bad omen and the night just devolved from…
Yeah...I like mason jars in general, but I told my mom that there should be nary a fucking jar in sight at my wedding. “But they’re so cute and rustic!” We’re having a black-tie wedding indoors...what about that says rustic???