Our invitations… ARE AWESOME!
First of all I KNOW our invites should have gone out much sooner than now. I cannot believe it didn’t really hit me until this past week that HELLO our RSVP date is the end of this month and our guests have yet to receive the invitation! Bad Bride! Maybe, I was just too sad to part with them because I am so in love. Mr Frenchie is lucky I met him before these invitations (or I met these invites because of him) because it would be hard to choose between the two. (Honey, I am kidding, of course).
This Sunday Mr Frenchie, Mama Frenchie, Sister Frenchie and I sat around the Mama Frenchie’s dinning room table and knocked these puppies out. (As a Bulldog I’m not sure I should be using that saying).
The assembly line started with me, I stuck all the liners in inside the envelopes and helped Mama Frenchie find names to cross off on the list.

Our friendor Joe had our birdie design printed on contact paper. I would take the backing off the top inch (which was scored), put the still backed part in the envelope and then stick down the sticky side right below the glue part of the envelope. I was super easy!
I would then hand the envelopes off to Mama Frenchie who would number the backs of all the RSVP cards with each guest corresponding number from our spread sheet. This way if anyone forgets to put their name on the reply card we can figure out who they are.
Next, Mama Frenchie would hand them off to Sister Frenchie who would put a Queen Stamp on all the reply envelopes and stuff the whole suite inside.
Early in the week I had printed our address on all the reply envelopes using my trusty (knock-on-wood) HP work printer.
As you can see I had to tape every envelope to a piece of paper because it was too tiny to feed through my envelope slot. This is how the Pros do it, right?
After everything was inside the envelope, Mr Frenchie would seal the outer envelope with a wet sponge and aflix the SUPER CUTE wrap-around return address sticker. He would then pass it back to me and I would put the King Stamp on the outside.
Here is what they look like as you open them (it pains be to cover up the info, it is so pretty)…
Didn’t BM F do a beautiful job?
The sticker isn’t completely stuck down on this one because it is the back of Sister Frenchie’s invite. On the rest of the invites the wrap-around label lays flat.
The Reception and Morning After Breakfast RSVP cards tear off to be mailed back, so the guest can keep the directions and accomodations cards.
So there you have it Hive, the French Bulldog invitations! My DOC loves them so much she wants me to send on to her so she can spend time with it. She wanted to know if that was weird, but I saw nothing wrong with it because, as you know, I wanted to marry them.
Did you cut it close mailing out your invites?
Five for Friday
186 – You wished me Happy Birthday all day yesterday
187 – You understand that I love blogging and listen when I tell you about my “Bee Friends”
188 – You do things to make me happy… simple, but true
189 – You always ask me if we got more presents, like I would forget to tell you
190 – Dinners at San Clemente Harbor
I’m a Cougar *rawr*
Confession: Another reason I wanted to get married on July 4th was, I wanted to be the same age as Mr Frenchie when we got married.
Back when I used to plan out my life, I planned to get married when I was 26. That way, Sister Frenchie would 21 and able to participate in all the bachloretter activities. Good reason, right? Well, at 26 I broke up with my a$$hole ex-boyfriend and met the love of my life, Mr Frenchie. I knew I wasn’t getting married at 26, but I knew he was the man I was going to marry.
So, there you have it. I’m the cougar *rawr*, robbing the cradle etc.
Am I alone? Anyone else crazy like me?
Damn You Adler!
Remember way back when I told you guys about how hard it was for Mr Frenchie and I to nail down our everyday plates.
Now, Jonathan Adler has threatened to add another plate into the debate! I would LOVE to “try white on white for an uptown vibe with graphic zing” pleeeease.
Sadly the price is a little steep and I don’t know how I would register for Jonathan Adler. If price wasn’t an issue, what would your dream plates be?
Nesting: Part 1, Finding a Place
As you know Mr Frenchie and I are waiting until after we’re married to live together. Since our wedding is less than 2 short monthes away (Holy Cwrap!) I’m really happy we nailed down where that would be last weekend.
I would like to tell you we sat down and looked at all the apartment complexs on a map between his work (A) and my work (B). Contemplated drive times and proximaties to grocery stores etc. But we didn’t.
See Dana Point on that map? See Newport Beach (B)? That is my commute. I’m used to it, I’ve driven it everyday (work) day for the past 7 years and it’s not bad at all. Especially if I have enough time to drive up the coast. The funny thing is from Dana Point to where Mr Frenchie works (A) it takes about the same amoun go time to get to his office. It doesn’t make any sense, I know. Anyway, so we just looked for an apartment close to where we already live. Stick with what you know, right?
About 5 monthes ago Mr Frenchie and I were to our Sunday Starbucks place (What you don’t have a Starbucks for different days of the week?) and decided to go look at apartments. There is a great complex right next to the shopping center with the Starbucks, we headed there first. Turns out of first stop was our last stop, we LOVED the place.
The floor plan we liked has tons of light, a great patio and an island in the kitchen. There are also streams that run around the complex, we fell in love. The only problem was, at the time, we still had to wait MONTHES until we could live in it. We put our name on a list and this past weekend we secured our unit. Mr Frenchie will move in at the end of July and I’ll move over my stuff that I don’t need on a daily basis. (My parents are very excited to get my dinning table and hutch out of their garage). This way we don’t have to do a ton of moving when we get back from our honeymoon.
I’m curious, if you’re not living with each other until after the wedding, when did you start moving your stuff in together?
Maybe My Toesies Neeed These…
Like many brides before me (and I’m sure many brides after me), I cannot make up my mind when it comes to my shoes. Two weeks ago I showed you all these lovelies and I was determined to make them mine.
That was until I saw the shoes of this lovely bride, my friend, Alisa.
She got a great pair of pumps from Hey Lady.
Twins (and friend’s of Alisa), Emily and Jessica Leung, created a line of bridal shoes after their own search for wedding shoes. They wanted something that was non-dyeable and actually danceable! I couldn’t agree more. Now, if I could only agree with myself on which ones I should get.I can’t decide between Tiffany’s…

or Princess Buttercup in the turquoise…

Tiffany’s are more expensive, but I am more likely to wear them again. Where Princess Buttcup is a little less expensive, but I don’t know what I would wear them with again. What would you do?
52 Extra Long
I heard this nasty rumor when we first started planning our wedding, that you could rent suits at Men’s Warehouse. I had this vision of Mr Frenchie in a charcoal gray suit and his dudes in a lighter gray. It all looked so pretty in my head. Guess what? You CANNOT rent suits from Men’s Warehouse, it is NOT that easy. After looking around, it looked like if we were going to have all the groomsmen in matching suits, they were going to have to be purchased.
Why is it so unheard of for groomsmen to purchase their bridal party outfit? Bridesmaids don’t rent their dresses, why should the groomsmen get off so easy?
As if finding gray suits for groomsmen wasn’t hard enough, one of our groomsmen is a 52 extra long. Luckily for me however, my 52 XL made it his job to find a gray suit that everyone could wear. After searching high and low, and ordering a suit only to find out 2 weeks later it only comes in navy blue, we put the great gray suit search to bed this weekend. Thanks to my 52 XLs persistance and Men’s Warehouse’s Buy 1 Get 1 Free deal, 3 groomsmen and FFIL Frenchie, all purchased gray suits this past weekend. PHEW!
On Thursday night we were in a bit of a panic when we couldn’t find a forth person to go in on the suit deal. Groomsman 52XL and Mr Frenchie were calling anyone who might need a suit. Luckily FFIL Frenchie hadn’t purchased a suit in several years and was wondering what he was going to wear to the wedding. I’m so happy it all came together and that is one less thing I need to worry about.
Are/did your groomsmen purchase their outfit?
Five for Friday
181 – You send me pictures of foods you want to eat.
182 – You took me to Coco’s when I was craving blueberry pancakes.
183 – You give my leg and arm squeeze when you are just to happy to see me you could burst
184 – You know when I’m hungry and don’t get mad at me because I get crabby
185 – You know that if there is crabcakes I want to go there
My Dream Wedding
The 4th of July is may favorite holiday! Yep, more than Christmas and more than my birthday, I LOVE the 4th of July. Why? I really can’t describe it, but I love BBQs and I LOVE LOVE LOVE fireworks. The 4th of July just makes me happy.
When Mr Frenchie proposed, I immediately told him I wanted to get married on the 4th of July. What luck, the year we’re getting married my favorite day happens to fall on a Saturday, the most common wedding day of the week. I had already fallen in love with an inspiration board on Style Me Pretty.
As you know my wedding is not this weekend *le sigh*. Unfortunately, the 4th falls in the middle of my summer quarter at school. That meant, there was no way we could go on our honeymoon directly following the wedding, like we wanted. I aslo had no idea what would be instore for me with school projects and didn’t want my grade to suffer. *Booo, hissss*
Was there a dream date you wanted to get married, but life got in the way? Make me jealous, are you getting married on the 4th?
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