Festival of Brides
Last Sunday we went to the Festival of Brides show at the Millennium Biltmore in Beverly Hills. We went mostly because it was free (or I went because it was free; Andy was a good sport). It's one really cool hotel, in the very vintage style that I like so much. But, of course, completely out of reasonable price range - and way too big. When we got there we ran in to my coworker and her friend, who got engaged well after us and will be married at least 6 months before (Arggghh!!). Yay for free tickets.
The show itself was pretty classy. I love anywhere that gives you a mimosa at the door. I stocked up on free magazines, which made it worth the drive and parking and will likely entertain me until we go on the cruise to Alaska. I also love free stuff, especially when they are super-awesome, vintage style, and wedding related!!!
Of course, they had the requisite plastic surgery booth. With implants sitting out on the table. I've had a number of conversations with my mother, who works in a plastic surgery clinic, about how awful the whole thing is. And I think it's particularly sick that the wedding industry, media, or whoever encourages crash dieting before your wedding. People who do alterations should be getting a kickback for that, if they aren't already. But to have surgery so you fill out a dress a little more? Yikes. Then I fell off my soapbox. Because who said they weren't getting married with a gap in their teeth? And then visited an orthodontist for a quick-fix retainer and came out with a 6 month Invisalign treatment that included filing teeth down? Yep, that was me. Hey, at least I won't regret it after the wedding.
The show was cool enough to say I'd go back, if nothing else to stock up on current magazines. And I just got my free invitation (this time for 6) to the Pomona Ritz Carlton fair ...
The show itself was pretty classy. I love anywhere that gives you a mimosa at the door. I stocked up on free magazines, which made it worth the drive and parking and will likely entertain me until we go on the cruise to Alaska. I also love free stuff, especially when they are super-awesome, vintage style, and wedding related!!!
Of course, they had the requisite plastic surgery booth. With implants sitting out on the table. I've had a number of conversations with my mother, who works in a plastic surgery clinic, about how awful the whole thing is. And I think it's particularly sick that the wedding industry, media, or whoever encourages crash dieting before your wedding. People who do alterations should be getting a kickback for that, if they aren't already. But to have surgery so you fill out a dress a little more? Yikes. Then I fell off my soapbox. Because who said they weren't getting married with a gap in their teeth? And then visited an orthodontist for a quick-fix retainer and came out with a 6 month Invisalign treatment that included filing teeth down? Yep, that was me. Hey, at least I won't regret it after the wedding.
The show was cool enough to say I'd go back, if nothing else to stock up on current magazines. And I just got my free invitation (this time for 6) to the Pomona Ritz Carlton fair ...
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