31 July, 2008
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26 July, 2008
So without further ado, here are the invitations that caused us so much hair-tearing:
While I got to slice gold tinfoil into slab-wrappable-sized pieces. I only messed up a few... you know, five or six. Out of forty-eight.
The resulting invitation. Our Actual Wedding Invitation! I love it; it's so cute and quirky!
Now, open up the tubs containg forty-eight painstakingly hand-crafted slabs of chocolate...
Place the slab gently onto the gold foil, and place the golden ticket even more gently onto the slab...
And wrap the foil around them.
Resulting in a lovely pile of gold-wrapped yumminess, which no one even tried to eat! Even me! There's a good shot of Mr RS's Wonka Wrappers too.
Mmmm...big pile of chocolate...with golden wedding awesomeness inside!
And now for the final embellishments! Plus we needed something to attach people's names to - because, obviously, these little babies are hand-deliver only.
Be somewhat over-excited about the fact that it goes around the slab (ok, I don't know WHY I look so thrilled!)
And here they all are! I'm so excited at how fun and beautiful they turned out!
25 July, 2008
24 July, 2008
23 July, 2008
One of the things we discussed was the invitations. One good idea (that didn't really grab me, though) was to do a movie ticket design for the invites. Like I said, I like the IDEA, but I didn't like the look of any of the designs I saw online. They just looked a little plain.
Actually these ones are pretty nice, but I just didn't feel them, you know?
And then BF-BM-RS mentioned an idea she'd seen done for a wedding: WILLY WONKA'S GOLDEN TICKET INVITATIONS.
So I went to a chocolate shop and bought two narrow slab moulds, 5 kilos of baking chocolate, and proceeded to make 48 slabs myself. It wasn't hard, actually - I could do two at a time, and most nights I did five lots of two, so it really only took me five nights of running up and down stairs to throw in a fresh batch in between tv and blogstalking. And voila! 48 fresh, shiny, chocolatey slabs. Yum.
As the final touch, I had Mr Slippers design a Wonka wrapper for the outside, with the map to our venue on the back (stroke of genius, that). So with all the pieces in place, we set off for our assembly line party.
TO BE CONTINUED...
22 July, 2008
21 July, 2008
Oh, am I too obvious?
Yup, you guessed it - I FINALLY found damask for my table runners! Whoohoooooooo!
Here it is laid out on the edge of my bed. What a great pattern, right? And though you can't tell, the black part is flocked (ie velvety), giving it a wonderful luxurious texture. Mmmm.
So on Sunday when we had our great invitation assembly line (more on that story later) at Mom and Dad Ruby Slippers' house, I laid it out on their dining room table and cut it into strips, using only the pattern and my own wits to guide me...
Sister Ruby Slippers, Best Friend Slippers and Mom Slippers look on in horror and amazement as uncoordinated little me slices into yummy damask goodness...
"This isn't so hard!" (Best Friend RS and Mom RS seem to be enjoying it, anyway!)
Deep concentration is so attractive. :-) And my highlights totally need redoing!
So there you have it. I've left them there with lovely Mom Slippers and her slightly iffy sewing machine, to be transformed into the yummy wedding goodness that you saw in the first two pictures. And there's even enough left for the cake table, if I can find out how big that is!
Do you think I'm asking too much in hoping that they won't be too damaged after the wedding so that I can sew them together and make curtains for our new house? Because talk about reuseable practicality!
Man, I love damask.
20 July, 2008
19 July, 2008
Aha. Here's how:
We take our engagement shoot (which is included in the photography package we chose) and make it Old Hollywood Style.
Sometimes I am just too brilliant.
Not only will it serve the purpose of being used at the wedding and fitting in with the theme, but I love the idea of having photos of me in that screen goddess, 1940's style.
Bring on this:
Photo by Christina Craft of Funkytown Photography