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Do Tell! A Poll. For reals! With buttons, and counting and everything!

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We posted this over yonder on Facebook, but inquiring minds really do want to know, and we are way proud of our technical ability to insert this poll, so we’re asking here too:

OK fans – a question for you. We blog about a lot of topics. Etiquette, advice, event design, flowers…what topics are interesting to you? What do you want to hear more about? And what are we missing? Please chime in!

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My Little Marital Bliss Shop: The Second Dance. And the Third, and the Fourth…..

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Conga line
Join the conga line!

No, we’re not talking about father/daughter, mother/son, and wedding-party-conga-line.  So if we aren’t talking traditional reception dances that follow the first one, where are we going with this? Well, where does your life go after your wedding? Onward – except now as a pair.  So instead of seeing your moment in the ballroom spotlight as simply the first dance of the evening, see it for what it really is: the first dance of your married lives.  And if there’s a first, that means there are supposed to be more. You can dance anywhere – and you should.  Even the grocery store, should you happen to hear an elevator version of your wedding song.  But any song will do. Just don’t save it for other weddings.  Be that couple everybody yearns to be – the ones who create romance out of thin air.  It doesn’t matter if no one else joins in, like they say – dance like nobody’s watching.  Pretty much the polar opposite of that first time, but more romantic without Uncle Sheldon and his giant Nikon.

So stay connected by having a second dance. And a third. And definitely jump on the occasional conga line.

 

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Zara’s Winter Wonderland – and the Last Minute Carnations

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Having had a bit more time to gather our thoughts about Zara Phillips (now Tindall)’s bouquet from her wedding this past Saturday, we figured we would share a few as it seems our posts about the royals are terribly popular! Greetings UK and AU readers, should you return for this one! Now that we are done harumphing about the stolen sleeves, we got a good look at the church flowers as well as the bouquet in further detail.

First of all, can we say how much we love the shot of the designer on the ladder finishing the Church flowers?

https://mylittleflowershop.files.wordpress.com/2011/08/radiant2bbride2bzara2bphillips2bbeams2bas2bshe2bmakes2bher2bway2binto2bthe2bchurch2bto2bmarry2bmike2btindall2b3.jpg?w=300 It is beyond gratifying to know that even at Royal weddings there is last minute scurrying and hurrying. Somehow we had in our minds this picture of posh English designers in beautiful sun hats admiring their perfect work finished since 3AM. So the guy on the ladder furiously adding flowers a few hours before the wedding was marvelous.

About the flowers themselves: LOVE them!  Our favorite thing: she’s re-introduced the use of carnations into high end floral decor. Yes – worked in there between those gorgeous hydrangea blooms, are puffy white carnations. Carnations get a bad rap – they are so useful and come in a million colors. Somewhere along the way they got labeled as cheap, and it’s true the are budget friendly. But it’s all in how you use them, and we’ll address that it another blog entry. Needless to say Zara – well done my dear.

The bridal bouquet itself is an interesting one. Retro in a 1974 “Winter Wedding Wonderland” way, it doesn’t give the slightest hint of a summer wedding. Not that it takes color to do that by the way, but there’s something in the formality of this arrangement that makes it a bit too chilly. If you plan to include the frosty looking “Dusty Miller” in a bouquet, we recommend using some color to offset that winter feeling. We do like that Zara went with a hand tied bouquet with no ribbon hiding the stems. Perhaps she’ll start a bare-stemmed trend on both sides of the pond.

Whatever shall we do now that all the Royal weddings of the summer are done? I suppose we didn’t truly cover Princess Charlene of Monaco. Back to Monte Carlo, anyone?

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