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A Redneck’s Mecca

*TruLu Couture contest announcement at the end! Make sure you scroll all the way down!

I had an idea of what I was getting into with The Candyman from the start. For those of you who don’t know how we met, I totally picked him up online. In his Match.com profile, he alluded to his Redneck-ness:

I like intelligent, strong-willed women, good conversationalists and someone who  can deal with the whole hillbilly savant thing I've got going on.

I mean, forewarned is forearmed, right? If I didn’t catch it in his profile, I knew it when I met his family for the first time. Definitely on the redneck side, The Candyman falling into a manner and speech I’d only seen when he yelled at The Panthers game on TV.

The man is also a voracious NASCAR fan. This house roots for Ryan Newman. Whoever that is. I know he drives the Army car. I can tell that he is not driving so well these days based on The Candyman’s frustration level with Newman and the one-on-one driving technique discussions he has in the general direction of the television.

About two weeks ago, The Candyman said he wanted to go to The Coca-Cola 600 All-Star Race. The Charlotte Motor Speedway is, apparently, only 15 minutes or so from our house. I thought it might be a fun outing, but then I learned it would be me and 5 guys. Yeah, not something I wanted to do….but The Candyman’s birthday is coming up and he wanted me to go, so I relented. Saturday was the race.

Fascinating. Totally and utterly fascinating. Seriously. Never ever ever have I ever seen so many white, middle class Americans congregated in one spot. Never ever ever have I seen so much bad fashion at one event. Never ever ever have I seen so many overweight people in one location. Never ever ever have I overheard the most inane conversations. Never ever ever have I witnessed cars going SO FREAKING FAST!

We started out our day with The Boys coming over to grill out at our house. They brought meat. Lots of it. I made pasta salad and brownies and cobbler and 7-layer Mexican dip. We put out tons of chips and dip and our refrigerator has never held quite so much beer. After gorging ourselves at our backyard tailgate, we headed out to the speedway. Did you know that people take this NASCAR thing WAY seriously? The Coca-Cola 600 race isn’t until NEXT weekend yet there have been people camped out around the track since last week! WTF? It’s mind-blowing, really.

The track is HUGE. I didn’t think the stands would actually fill all the way up, but they did. We were in very tight, close quarters with lots of strangers. With lots of very large strangers. Seriously, a NASCAR event is a great way to get some self-esteem back. I felt like a pretty pretty princess in comparison. Bitchy? Maybe, but I mean damn people. Just because a certain fashion exists in the world does NOT mean you should wear it. Holy crap. It was a Redneck Mecca.

Here are some things I noticed:

  • The three Mexican men who were a part of our group were the ONLY people of Latino descent that we saw, except for driver Juan Montoya.(And we hate Juan. He wrecked Newman last weekend.)
  • We saw three Asian people.
  • We saw a handful of Africa-American people.
  • The stadium actually fell to near silence for the pre-race prayer. “God Bless America” got these folks pumped.
  • Tattoos, tattoos and more tattoos.

Here are some things I learned:

  • There are grown-ass men out in the world who wear cut-off overalls with Timberlands.
  • There are men who do not wear shirts, who really should.
  • Super-mini denim skirts and cowboy boots is a common NASCAR theme, apparently.
  • Everyone loves Dale Jr.
  • Double-fisting extra-tall cans of Bud Light is the swiftest way to delirium.

I brought my camera with me to capture this event, since it was a first for me. Our seats were good ones, located close to the track and in the first corner. There were a couple of wrecks, all right in that turn and those are pretty cool to see. We were right near the stairs coming up into the stands and the constant stream of people made for excellent people watching. I just started snapping away and I thought I’d share some of those pics:


First and foremost, The Candyman. Every time I looked over at him, he had this smile on his face. He was like a little kid at Christmas. Or a puppy.I expected him to just start wiggling with excitement.


One of the three Latinos in attendance. José would not make it through the race 100% conscious. Too many Tecates.


Bubba #1


Bubba #2


Bubba #3 proves the validity of sunscreen.

Bubba #4 (one of the many  grown-ass men wearing overalls as as a means of fashion)

Bubbette #1. Jennifer Beals called and she wants her sweatshirt back.


Bubba #5

Nailed! Bubba #6 and his woman, Bubbette #2. Bubba did NOT like the fact that I was taking pictures.


Do not eff with NASCAR’s finest. .

Now, as we were entering the speedway, there were Energizer Battery people handing out Hannah Montana  flashlights (I guess for all those little girl NASCAR fans!) and these little headlamp thingies. Once it got dark, they announced that we were going to try to break the World’s Record for the most number of flashlights turned on simultaneously. Eh? Whatever. It was an excuse for drunk people to put things on their heads.



Here are the last few pictures I thought were fun:


Double-fisting it with a Bud Light and French fries. Nice. Oh, and the inside of her earring says, “Princess.” Just for the record.

This is the biggest neck I think I’ve ever seen. I had two thoughts every time I looked down at this guy. The first is, does he actively have to clean that crease in his neck? And the second is, how in the hell does that guy text with fingers that size? nascar17

These guys liked to sing. And conduct. The song? Sung to the tune of Auld Lang Syne, it went like this: More beer, more beer, more beer, more beer! More beer, more beer, more beer! More beer, more beer, more beer, more beer. Moooore beeer, more beer, more beer!  A classic.

And just in case you think I am too hoighty-toighty to hang with the good ol’ boys, I am not. Just look at what I was drinking, straight from the carton:

I. Am. Klassy.

In all honesty though, the race itself was pretty cool. The first race was shorter and was more serious. The top two winners who had not qualified for the 600 in previous races would get into next week’s big race. Seeing the second-lap wreck LIVE verses on TV is crazy cool. And that shit is LOUD! Most people bring ear plugs. Serious fans have head gear. The second race was the All-Star race to win a million dollars. That race was longer, not as intense and a little boring, though when a pack of cars going between 175 and 200 mph flies by, you can’t help but pay attention.

When all was said and done, I think we’d all had enough of NASCAR and its fans. The walk from the speedway back to the car was an event itself, a mass of swerving drunk people. I saw what I thought was WAY too many under-aged drunk girls, I stepped over multiple lost cell-phones and we were followed (somehow) by the “More beer, more beer, more beer!” NASCAR Family Singers. We didn’t get to bed until almost 2 am. I can’t remember the last time I did that intentionally.

Sunday morning I told The Candyman that I think I’d had enough of NASCAR for a while. He said it was a lot easier and a lot less crowded in our living room. Amazingly, we agreed!

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Let the Voting Begin! 

Oh my goodness, y'all! It was so hard to pick the four finalists in this contest! I am super-happy that I don't have to be the one to make the final decision as to who gets to win this here contest! Honestly, it would be WAY too much pressure to decide who deserves to win. I mean, doesn't everyone deserve to win? So party people, I am leaving that choice in your very capable voting hands. You can vote as many times as you'd like. Call your friends. Call your family. Waste all day at work clicking on a tiny radial button, if that's what blows your skirt. Tweet it, throw it up on Facebook - I am opening this contest up to as much flagrant self-promotion you can muster. Do it. All the cool kids are.1
So let's introduce everyone to our happy finalist couples!


Will you "abstain" at any point during your engagement?

Hmmm..since this may be potentially be posted online, I will go with the safe answer :) Yes. It makes it more meaningful and gives you both something to look forward to after the wedding is over.

WHAT or WHO is your greatest wedding day/wedding planning fear?

My greatest fear? Will my recently-divorced-after-40-years-of-marriage parents play nice when seeing each other for the first time since the divorce? It should make for some funny stories, later, but for now are making for a lot of anxiety and sleepless nights. 

Bridal party: "The more the merrier!" or "I don't need the drama."

Definitely no bridal party. I hadn't even come to any decision on whether I was going to have a bridal party and yet somehow managed to hurt someone's feelings because she thought I wasn't going to pick her to be one. It is too political and adds way too much drama. Ryan and I are secure enough to stand up there alone.

Describe your wedding vision in three words or less.

Understated. Inviting. Warm. 

If you and your fiance won a million dollars TODAY, where is the first place the money would go?

A million dollars would go towards travel and volunteer work. We both have a passion for travel and I have done a lot of volunteer work overseas. I had an epiphany last summer and quit my job, and traveled and volunteered in India and South East Asia for three months. Unfortunately my then boyfriend wasn't in a position to come with, but he did come out and meet up with me for two weeks in which we had an amazing time exploring Cambodia. I would love an opportunity to give back to the world together, as well as exploring cultures totally different from our own.

If you could invite one famous person (alive or dead) to your wedding who would it be and why?

I would definitely invite my Ryan's grandfather who passed away before I knew him. He's the only subject that I've ever seen my Ryan get choked up about. After his dad moved away and started a new family, his grandfather stepped in and became his father figure. I would love to have met this incredible man that made my betrothed the incredible man he is.

Wedding day fashion: heels or flats? Why?

Flats, definitely flats. I'm walking down the aisle in a garden with uneven paving stones. I'm clutzy enough without tempting fate in heels. Not to mention the fact that heels would put me awfully close to being my fiance's height...

What is your definition of "marriage?"

Equally yoked partners, full of respect, passion, and love for each other. i.e. neither of our parents' marriages ;)

How many carats (yes, we [meaning me, Carissa had no part in this!] are encouraging rock-envy)?

I have a six carat ruby. When we were traveling in Asia last summer, unbeknownst to me, Ryan bought a beautiful purplish-pink ruby and had it set in a ring here in Utah. I love jewel tones and I'm so happy he bucked the diamond trend and picked me something unique and colorful. And it's especially meaningful since it reminds me of our amazing trip together.

If your wedding was a movie, what would the theme song be?

Our theme song would be "I Don't Feel Like Dancin'" by the Scissor Sisters. Why? Because we're both tall, awkward white kids that can't dance and are always getting pulled onto the dance floor anyway.


Will you "abstain" at any point during your engagement?

During Andrew's and my engagement I will refrain from:  dragging Andrew to no more than three bridal fairs, demanding that my bridesmaids wear a certain not-so-cute dress on my big day, watching "Say Yes to the Dress" and other wedding related television shows (new and reruns) more than two hours daily, having our DIY projects take up more space than our furniture and, lastly, I will abstain from displaying any hint of bridezilla-ness. Our wedding is about celebrating our love with people we love - not about if everything looks so-so or about putting on a show.

WHAT or WHO is your greatest wedding day/wedding planning fear?
Hmmm... that actually is a difficult one.  I am incredibly lucky to have my wonderful little sister, Candace, as my wedding planner.  She and I are only 20 months apart and are very close.  I trust her whole-heartedly and I know she will help me create a day at I will remember - with or without a hitch or two, which is totally fine.  We have picked a gorgeous venue already and a great date to hold our day so I'm already really happy with how things are turning out.  To be completely honest, one of the things that I feel are very important to have on our day is a great photographer, whom we haven't booked yet.  I would feel very lucky and blessed to have Carissa since her work looks incredible!
Bridal party: "The more the merrier!" or "I don't need the drama."

For sure "The more the merrier!".  Andrew and I have been so lucky to have met the most wonderful and supportive friends in our lives and we definitely want them to be with us when we get married.  With that said, we are going to have 4 groomsmen and 4 bridesmaids even though we would love to have 10 on each side.  But we decided to make sure there are other ways those additional friends can contribute by being ushers, greeters, and other jobs - even if we have to make up a position or two.  Maybe we'll have to have a page turner for our reader....
Describe your wedding vision in three words or less.
Love. Happiness. Dancing.
If you and your fiance won a million dollars TODAY, where is the first place the money would go?

Ok so Andrew and I have had this conversation before when we used the numbers on our fortune cookies to enter the Powerball for that weekend.  I mean, we had to prepared just in case.  The first place we wanted to use the money is for our parents.  Both of us have the most supportive, loving parents ever.  They helped us both get through school and participate in all of the things we desired to help us grow and learn.  I've been overseas twice.  I paid for the trips by working during my high school and college years but it would not have been possible without my parents support, both monitarily (helping pay for college and college needs) and emotionally (you know I got homesick here and there).  Andrew is finishing up his doctorate in physical therapy - only 4 more months!!  He definitely has his parents to thank for helping when loan money would run short or when he struggled with school.  So, we know we would fist give it to our parents.  The question would be would be send them on a 2 month excursion of Europe or would we just buy them a new house/car/etc?  I suppose we'll cross that bridge when/if it comes.
If you could invite one famous person (alive or dead) to your wedding who would it be and why?

No questions, with out a doubt I would invite Tim Gunn.  I love him.  That's it - I just love him.  He is very talented in fashion design but more than anything he seems like a genuine, kind, and funny person.  I love watching him on Project Runway (in fact I found my wedding dress designer on etsy and she was one of the winners from the show) and I loved watching him when he had his own show (kinda like a What Not To Wear).  In his show he would help a woman sort through their closet and then go shopping for some basic pieces.  Not only does he help that women look more put together but he also provides a sense of empowerment with the women he works with.  He is so sweet and truly cares about each and every person he works with.  Every time I see him on T.V. I just wanna hug him, so having him there on my wedding day could make that happen.
Wedding day fashion: heels or flats? Why?

O fo sho fo sho heels!  I'm only 5' 2" and I like to look closer to 5' 5".  So despite the fact that my PT fiance keeps saying how my Acchilles tendon will shorten if I keep on wearing my tall shoes (I'm getting better about wearing flats at work) I'm gonna rock some heels on my big day.  Plus, I already checked - I can wear 4 inch heels and I will not be taller than my man.  So - no brainer for me.
What is your definition of "marriage?"

To me marriage is about solidifying who is going to be your best friend, go-to person, and supportive rock for the rest of your life.  Marriage is laughing every day together, bickering a bit together - in order to grow as a couple, traveling together, having children together, making decisions together (from what type of jelly we should buy to what house we should buy), crying a bit together, working out together, sharing holidays together, cooking together, supporting each others passions together and helping each other be the best person we can be.  That's what I envision for Andrew and I. 
How many carats (yes, we [meaning me, Carissa had no part in this!] are encouraging rock-envy)?

My ring is a total of around 1.5 carats (middle diamond and surrounding) and I love it!  I fought Andrew a bit when we were searching because I was for sure carat size mattered more than the other c's but Andrew was adamant that we sacrifice a bit of carat weight for it to be high in quality.  Wow am I glad we decided to go with Andrew's preference.  My ring may not a huge 2 carat middle diamond stunner but the sparkle catches people's eyes all the time.  So, though others may disagree, when it comes to ring rocks, size does NOT matter.
If your wedding was a movie, what would the theme song be?

That's pretty difficult.  Our wedding's soundtrack would have all types of songs- romantic, French, fun (think Lady Gaga or Beyonce).  But the theme song would be Home by Micheal Buble.  I used to play this song over and over while I would l sit in my dorm room in England when studying abroad.  I loved the adventure of traveling but nothing beats being close to your family and friends.  I would make this the theme song because our wedding does just that - brings together our closest family and friends making our venue feel just like home (because home really is where the heart is).  Not to  mention Andrew and I hope to be living in Omaha once he is done with school so we really will be home.  Finally settled and and living those things I described earlier of what marriage means to me.

Before I answer the 10 questions, I thought I would give you a little bit of background about who we are and our wedding first.

We are Sarah and Tony.  Tony and I met in Tucson, Arizona, when I was 14 and he was 17, way back in 1987.  It was love at first sight.  We dated for 1 1/2 years, but parted ways at the end of Tony's first year of college (the age gap between a 20-year-old man and a not-quite 16-year-old girl is quite a bit larger than a couple of thirtysomethings, it turns out).  He moved to San Francisco, eventually married, moved to San Diego and divorced.  I grew up, moved to Southern California, had two kids, and also divorced.  We bumped into each other on Facebook after Tony's 20-year high school reunion, where we discovered that somehow with all of that moving and marrying and divorcing, we had ended up about one hour away from each other.  We exchanged emails for a few weeks until we decided to meet during lunch one day.  As soon as I saw him again, we hugged, and I held onto his hand as if he was going to blow away.  About 15 months later, Tony asked me to marry him, and we set about making our wedding plans.

When we decided on our wedding plan, it was a compromise.  I wanted to elope -- just the four of us, an officiant, a photographer, maybe my mom, but we also knew that it was important to make sure my kids -- "Bean", who will be 7 this summer, and "Bug", who is turning 4 -- felt included in the plans and also that they saw our marriage as a thing worthy of celebration.  So, we decided to keep our wedding small (we're inviting about 60 people) and to have the ceremony at a beautiful City Hall so that the wedding would feel like the overgrown elopement we wanted (as it turns out, we're having a private ceremony inside a marble gallery in City Hall, but not a quick civil ceremony).  To make it easier to keep our wedding small, we decided to have it in San Francisco -- far enough away that we would not need to invite coworkers but close enough that travel costs would be fairly minimal for most of our guests. 

Will you "abstain" at any point during your engagement?

No.  Just, absolutely, no.  When you lose your Forever Boyfriend and then find him again 22 years and a bad marriage later, there have been too many lost years to bother with abstaining.  From the moment I held his hand on that beach, I planned to spend every night of the rest of my life with him.  I see no reason to pretend otherwise.

WHAT or WHO is your greatest wedding day/wedding planning fear?

I worry that I am not going to feel like a bride, which probably sounds ridiculous, but there it is.  I'm older, this is my second time, I have two kids, we already live together, I bought a blue dress from a department store, and my "flowers" are funky things made with love by my children out of egg cartons, old glass buttons and brooches.  When I started this adventure, I wanted our wedding to be as different as possible from the hotel-ballroom-country-club weddings that Tony and I had when we married the wrong people, which is how I ended up getting very creative with our overall wedding plan and the wedding details.  There are days when I look at the work we've done, and I am thrilled and proud.  But at the same time, I worry that those same quirky details are going to detract from the beauty of our day and the "wedding" feeling.  Perhaps it is the voice of my sweet, loving, but ever-so-slightly judgmental mother clucking and saying with a tsk-tsk, "You should just keep it simple." 

Bridal party: "The more the merrier!" or "I don't need the drama."

With a small guest list and our City Hall ceremony, we felt it would be awkward to have a team of bridesmaids and groomsmen.  At the same time, when we told my children we are getting married, my daughter immediately asked to be a flower girl and assigned roles to her brother (the ring bearer), and her three young cousins.  As a result, we don't have a traditional bridal party, but we each have a witness who will sign the license, my brother is officiating, and we have two flower girls, a ring bearer and two miniature ushers.  On the wedding day, I will also be surrounded by women -- my mom, my brothers' wives, and dear friends; they just won't match.

Describe your wedding vision in three words or less.

In order of importance: (1) Family; (2) Vacation; (3) San Francisco

If you and your fiance won a million dollars TODAY, where is the first place the money would go?

If we had a million dollars, the first thing we would do is pay off the alimony that I pay my ex (yes, you read that right) so that Tony and I would have a truly fresh start.

If you could invite one famous person (alive or dead) to your wedding who would it be and why?

I would invite ee cummings so that he could read a poem for us.  His poems are so heart-wrenching in their profound love and yet also so teasing, sly and sexy.  We had our wedding rings engraved so that my ring reads, "i carry your heart" and Tony's reads, "i carry it in mine" (yes, I know it's supposed to read, "i carry it in my heart," but there were space constraints, you know.)

Wedding day fashion: heels or flats? Why?

I started out looking for flats because Tony is slightly shorter than me, and I did not want to tower over him during our vows, but it didn't work out that way.  For my birthday, Tony took me to a Bed & Breakfast in a little town called Julian in San Diego County, where I happened upon a pretty, funky pair of heels that had a perfect mix of greens and blues to go with my dark blue dress.  They also had a perfect price tag, and so I left that little store with a pair of unusual low-heeled slides.  I will probably change into a pair of slippers at some point during the reception for comfort.

What is your definition of "marriage?"

I think of marriage as a romantic partnership and the most intimate family.  We fill many roles within our relationship:  lovers, partners, best friend, coparent, sounding board, life raft and sometimes cattle prod.  While many other people can also fill some of these needs, only one person in my life has ever managed to be all of them, and that person is Tony.  A few months ago, a friend of mine asked me to write something about what a wedding means to me, and this is what I had to say: In my mind, except in the strictest legal sense, we already are married.  We live together; we love one another.  He is a wonderful stepfather to my two children, who adore him.  We split up the chores and have our disagreements.   Under these circumstances, what does the wedding mean to me? To me, it is an end to limbo and the beginning of the next phase of my life.  I realize this sounds unromantic, but, you see, I don't think a wedding is particularly romantic.  Our relationship is romantic.  Romance was our Meet Cute, when a 17-year-old Tony shyly and slyly waited until I was standing alone in an empty hallway to introduce himself to my 14-year-old self.  Romance was our reunion some 22 years later, when we spent four hours sitting on the beach with our foreheads pressed together holding hands, smiling and kissing.  Romance was the proposal, when he sat me down on our rumpled bed and told me that I was all the birthday present he wanted.  Romance was the first time he whispered against my ear (I could feel his smile) how much he loves my children.  But the wedding is about fun, family, and yes, work.  "When is Tony going to be my step-dad?" my daughter asked me the other day. "At the wedding next summer, it will be legal, but he's already your step-dad," I told her.  "But not for real," she told me. "Not until the wedding."  As usually happens when Bean and I talk, her plain wisdom struck me as infinitely true.  The wedding, then, is when our family becomes Real in that same way that the Velveteen Rabbit became Real.  Our marriage, though, it began as soon as we gave ourselves into each other's safe keeping.

How many carats (yes, we [meaning me, Carissa had no part in this!] are encouraging rock-envy)?

I'm not entirely certain, maybe 3/4? maybe 1?  It's big enough to sparkle for me without being uncomfortably showy.  My ring is an antique art deco ring from the 1920's.  The diamond is original to the ring with mine-cut facets set into a low, octagonal basket and flanked by square-cut dark blue sapphires.  The setting is white gold.  My wedding band is also a white gold 1920's art deco band with mine-cut diamond chips.  I fell in love with it as soon as Tony slipped it onto my finger. 

If your wedding was a movie, what would the theme song be?

I've been trying to come up with a theme song that isn't cheesy, but, let's face it.  I'm totally cheesy, and I'm not remotely musically inclined.  I'm quite certain that Tony would come up with something better, or more fitting for our theme song, but I prefer to stick to our roots (not that this song has anything at all to do with the vintage San Francisco City Hall wedding and house party reception that we're throwing).  For my fifteenth birthday, my parents gave me a CD player.  It was one of the early ones.  Tony saw it, immediately left my house, and returned 2 hours later with five CDs that I still play all the time.  After our dates, I would lie in bed listening to "Just Like Heaven" over and over and over until I fell asleep.  I did this for years after we broke up, too, and I honestly cannot think of a song that makes me think of Tony more. 


Will you "abstain" at any point during your engagement?

If this is about sex.....ummm too personal hehe! 

WHAT or WHO is your greatest wedding day/wedding planning fear?

Worst fear would be if the caterer drops out or my hair/makeup make me look like a caked up bride. 

Bridal party: "The more the merrier!" or "I don't need the drama."

A little bit of both! we are having 5, even though he wanted to 10! Ahh too many for me!

Describe your wedding vision in three words or less.

Rustic, Romantic, Euro.

If you and your fiance won a million dollars TODAY, where is the first place the money would go?

School Loans, Wedding, buy a house with an amazing kitchen. If our parents need help with anything we would defiantly pay for any of that because they have been so supportive of our long distance relationship (California and London, oh yeah I mean long distance, anddd for 2 years)

If you could invite one famous person (alive or dead) to your wedding who would it be and why?

Audrey Hepburn-As she once said "If I get married, I want to be very married." She always carried herself so well and I love love her movies!

Wedding day fashion: heels or flats? Why?

Heels! they make you feel sexy and its my first day/night as a married lady, of course I want to feel sexy for my husband. 

What is your definition of "marriage?"

Marriage is eternity, its forever. Its the one person you can turn to no matter what happens and no matter what you look like and know that he/she will be by your side. It's not always roses and daisies but that's what a marriage is, you stick by that person for ever through thick and thin and through sickness and in health. Marriage is when you come home from a very long and draining day at work and he is there waiting for me with a glass of wine and lets me vent. It's talking about babies with smiles and knowing that I will be his #1 supporter and #1 fan no matter what!

How many carats (yes, we [meaning me, Carissa had no part in this!] are encouraging rock-envy)?

I know this is really lame but I don't know. I think its 2.5 or 3.0. He won't tell me! It's a vintage looking ring, he did such an amazing job :)

If your wedding was a movie, what would the theme song be?

Summercat-Estrella Damm 2009 because we are always at an airport saying hello and goodbye.


See? Tough call, right? Again, I'm glad I'm leaving this in everyone else's capable hands. Have fun and good luck to all our finalists!

To vote for your favorite couple, all you must to do is this:

1. Please send an email to DulceContest@gmail.com.

2. Please put the name of the couple you would like to vote for in the title of your email AND in the body of the email.

That's it! Easy-peasy, right?

We will count ONE VOTE per email address.

We will accept emails until FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 11th at 11:59pm.

and announce the winner on Valentine's Day!

1Assuming that this group of wedding "enthusiasts" are considered "cool."


Gratitude and Go-Tos. 

First and foremost, I want to thank a crap-ton of people who have been posting and tweeting the heck out of our little contest these last 2 weeks! We're super-excited to post the finalists on Monday and get started on the voting! WOOT!

Many thanks to: The Broke-Ass Bride, Snippet & Ink, Ashley's Bride Guide, Big Spoon + Little Spoon, My Hands Made It  and of course to Dulce Photography for blogging the contest (and if I've missed you somehow in this list, my thanks to you too!). Thanks to everyone who tweeted and retweeted and shared on Facebook and all that stuff. You've still got the weekend to enter, so don't delay!  Go here and read how to enter!

So until Monday, enjoy some Friday Fun below:

It's amazing the fun you can have with The Candyman and a pair of $.59 googooly eyes.

Stuff from the interwebs....

Check out these amazing photos from Ghana.

I want a tree stump table too!

Cute little DIY Valentine's Day pillow!

You, you and you? Um, please get the fuck out of there.

It's kinda pricey, but I've been lurking here.

You don't REALLY need to know French to decipher this laundry list of Girl's Night Out must haves.

LOVE her table numbers! DIY madness at it's finest.

This is just so gross.

Dude, it's paper!

I went to school with the giant black swan.

And how great would it be to come home to this?

Happy Weekend, Y'all!


Contest Update, Y'all!

Hey Everyone! So you know all about the fab contest that's happening here at The Thirty-Something Bride, right? No? Really? You should. It's a good one. All the details are here, but I also have a few updates for you.

First (and I can't believe I have to spell this out...but so be it, we've had some inquiries): This contest is not just for brides in their 30's. This blog is not just for brides in their 30's. I happened to be a thirty-something bride, hence the name. Who knew I'd be writing this damn thing almost two years from when I started? So if you're a freakish child-bride or an old, old lady getting married for the millionth time, you can enter. We don't believe in ageism here here at The Thirty-Something Bride. No, we do not.If we did, I'd be in a shit-pile full of trouble.

Second: If you would rather not answer any of the questions, that's ok, you can opt out. Just remember that creativity is best in the questions you do answer.
Third: This contest  has been extended out to 2012 weddings. WOOT!

Fourth: Now extending the deadline for entries to February 6th. Double WOOT! This gives you a little more time to get your crap together and enter!

SO ENTER! Carissa Uribe of Dulce Photography (dulce means "sweet" in Italian) is an amazing photographer. And it's OK if you don't live near her home town of Park City, Utah. Look at it this way: a photographer of her caliber for all-day wedding coverage will cost you thousands of dollars. Thousands. A plane ticket from Salt Lake City (a hub) to just about Anywhere, USA, will cost you $500 or less. I checked prices from Salt Lake City to Miami on a weekend in May and the price is $501. To Dallas is $334. To NYC is $369. To Charlotte is $318 and to Nashville is $400 (all prices found through my fave travel site Kayak.) So even if she isn't local for you - WHO CARES! It's still a deal no matter how you look at it!

Besides, you'll get pictures like these...for FREE.

So go here and enter to win today!