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Jonathon Campbell Photography

Certain things distress me. Inequality is one. Republican Congressional majority is another.*

I think people are held less and less accountable for their actions these days. What we say and do and write every day? We should be accountable for that. All of us. I personally believe I have to be a lot more mindful about what I write here. That kinda sucks a little because I've got this self-installed filter. I wish I could bitch specifically about my job or a particular person, but that's not the right or nice thing to do.  I started this blog so that I could bitch about stuff. I thought it would be me bitching and maybe my MOH reading. But then others came....so came the filter. Bummer. But, I still love it and will keep on, filter or no.

When I write about stuff that frustrates me, be it the Republican majority, body image issues or conversely, how fab I think the new Anne Barge line is, it's a personal journey through whatever I'm writing about. I don't start a post with the beginning, middle and end in mind. I write in a stream of consciousness, good or bad. It's the bad that I have to be held responsible for. If I say something that hits people the wrong way, boy howdy do I hear about it. Y'all post comments and leave me emails and I think it's wonderful. There's even a little truth to people's nasty comments. Happily, I don't get many.

However, I have recently been a part of a chain of message board comments that leave me feeling very disoriented. Very. Basically, I rebuffed a claim made on a message board as false. I felt my claim was made in a postivie voice, but many disagreed with me. That's OK, as long as my point was being heard. But what I was surprised at was the venom at which my post was attacked. I attacked back (sheesh, can't take me anywhere, I swear) with some clarity to the accusations now made at ME.  

More rebuttals came back at me, several with merit, and I appreciate those comments. What I still didn't get is that there were people who jumped in with nasty comments to points, had these people actually READ the entire string, would have realized were clarified and now THEY just look like super-mean idiots. I mean, why do that to yourself?

This is what I'm just not getting. It is a lemming-like approach of "Hey, let me jump on this bandwagon and slam this person too!" just because all the "cool kids" are doing it. Ugh. No thank you. It's this false sense of power that the anonymity of the internet gives folks. I just can't stand it. Maybe because I know that what I put here is me, filtered or not. The most consistent thing people have told me about me and this blog is that I write just like I talk. I guess I do. Having been around the blogging community for a little bit now, I have found that's not always the case - sometimes MUCH to my dismay and total confusion. I recently found out that the husband of a husband/wife PI team was the voice behind their blog. I always thought it was the wife. I had to go back and reread like a bajillion entries using HIS voice and not hers. It was way weird.

I'm still trying to figure out if what I wrote on that message board was irresponsible. I don't think it was. I've read it, the original post that got me all fired up and all of the comments a few times now, just to make sure. I don't think I was. My return comments are not my most shining moments - I felt personally attacked and responded as such - I know better than that and can generally handle what folks got to give. But the topic is one I'm too close to, too personally defensive of. Makes it hard to be subjective.  And polite.

Soooo, I've decided to non-verbally make my point. If you look up at the tool-bar up there, the gray one? Well, I've added a new tab called MY WEDDING. Over the next couple of days I'll be uploading pictures. Like, almost ALL of the pictures by the fabulous Nashville Photographer Jonathon Campbell Photography. Hope you enjoy the pics. I sure as hell do.

 Jonathon Campbell Photography  

*I'd like to interrupt this post with this: I just watched a freakin' DEER cross the street in front of my house. I am SO in the suburbs.


After-Ceremony Shenanigans

After we got hitched, The Candyman and I hid in the chapel hidey-hole until all the guests were loaded on the shuttles and carted off to Mere Bulles for apps and cocktails.

Jonathon Campbell took some additional shots with our bad-ass ride as well as in the chapel itself. Check it out.


 My MOH's sweet little son drew us a wedding day picture. On one side, it's a picture of the wedding ceremony.Here is The Boy tell me about what he drew. What I find humorous about this child is that he's so smart and a little shy and quiet and reserved. However, when he was an infant I used to rock him to sleep to Eminem's "Without Me." It was the only thing that would put him to sleep! "Two trailer park girls go 'round the outside, 'round the outside, 'round the outside!"

On the other side it says "Have a happy life together." I am not sure if it gets any cuter than this.

Man, my hands look old. That bad-ass ring used to be my mom's. J'adore.

My necklace from Manila. It was so cheap, it hurts. A five-strand seed peal necklace and matching bracelet for under $30. Everyone should go to Manila.

Just hanging out in our finest.

Gettin' my sassy on.

Adore this shot! I just love love love the big windows and the sheer lace curtains.

Football mums, garden roses, gerbera daisies and fern curls.


 I LOVED my purse. My sweet friend Trish owns Nashville's best vintage clothing shop, The Hip Zipper. Seriously, it's voted so every dang year! I told her I was looking for this purse and not only did she find it for me, she gave it to me as wedding gift!


Probably my single most favorite picture. Actually, it's between this one and the one at the top of this blog. I just can't decide. Like, since when did we get so cool? There is nothing I don't like about this picture. I mean, even the gorgeous sunset is reflected in the car.

Jonathon? Seriously. I can't thank you enough for the amazing job you did capturing our wedding. I don't ever get tired of looking at these pictures. I was just telling The Candyman this morning how happy I feel when I look at them. I remember what I was thinking and how I was feeling at the moment these were all taken and I get all gooey inside.The Candyman and I thank you from the bottom of our hearts. Again.

Blog Attendance Update - I gotta go to China on Sunday. So ick. It's so cold there right now. I'm going to try to schedule some bloggy-blogs, but I might be MIA at times. You know how it went last time. Same deal. Happily though, the trip is a mere 15 days. WOOT! WOOT!


The Good Stuff

So now that everyone is back from the holidays, all fat and happy, I can get back to the recap of the wedding. I can also include all the yummy JCP photos, now that everyone has gotten a little taste prior to Christmas!

The last real chronological recap was The First Look. Afterwards, we took all the family photos and more formal shots (minus The Cretin shot and boob shots). I showed you all the funny ones, now I'll show you the real deal!


 Love this one of us with my parents!


Smooches during the First Look!


My brother, The Candyman, Moi, Dad and Mom. How in the hell did I end up being the tallest person in my family?


Come on! How cute is the Flower Girl being all shy and stuff!?!


The Flower Girl and The Candyman, both are sweet like shuggah!


The Candyman with his brother and Best Man. OK, how hot are these yin/yang brothers?  Have I mentioned the brother is single, ladies?


Through the flowers.....*le sigh*


I LOVE THIS SHOT! Why? I love how The Candyman's hand is just resting on my back. It just makes me feel so good.


Holy Gorgeous Day!

Who can say my photographer rocked it hard? I can. I can't tell you how many compliments I've had on all the pics. So happy. So, so happy.

Next up? The ceremony. Wait for it....wait for it.....I know it's been, like forever since my wedding. But it's so worth it, right?



Yuck it Up




And back to the recaps.......

The great thing about a First Look scenario is that you get all the pictures out of the way (for the most part) prior to the ceremony and the reception. I am so glad we did this. Any of you with an ounce of Type A coursing through your veins - I highly suggest the First Look. Why? Because I was SO impatient! I was ready to get my reception on.

So after the first look, we had some more formal shots taken as well as some fun ones. Jonathon Campbell, photographer extraordinaire, has a photo-journalistic style, but managed to capture some really great formal portrait styles as well - all with just a hint of flair and personality. And when I say personality, I mean ours, not his. His photography shows off the personality of the people in front of the camera, not behind it.

The Candyman and I crack each other up all the time. We talk all the time. We make faces at each other all the time. We are cheesy and goofy and we don't care. We are so not cool, but I think we do a good job at faking it when we need to. Jonathon was able to capture that in ways that were endearing and charming and just plain romantic. What's great is that our families are the same way! Both are goofy and cheesy and fun and I am so glad we got that vibe captured on film! Below are some of the images that capture this spirit. While they aren't the ones that I will have matted and mounted and hanging in the living room, they are the ones I think I love the very most.

Typical. A shit-eating grin on The Candyman's face and me cracking up!

I absolutely adore this photo. Joshua, The Candyman's brother and Best Man is the wittiest creature I know. He can be so dead-pan. It's awesome. Joshua also has what The Candyman refers to as "The People's Eyebrow." I think this has something to do with the wrestler/actor The Rock, but I have to admit, my knowledge of the WWF is limited. Both The Candyman and his brother have the same eyebrow thing and Joshua is showing it here. I'm sure the look followed a snarky comment that set The Candyman into hysterics.

This is The Candyman and one of his other brothers, Preston. Preston was paralyzed when he was 18 years old (he's 40-something now) and has just the most incredible spirit. Wheelchair or no, those two behave like any other siblings.

OK, I've got to preface these next couple of shots. My MOH is not one who laughs or smiles a whole lot. She never really has been. It's not that she's grumpy or unhappy, it's just got to be something really funny for her to laugh. Her children are very similar. They are not unhappy children, just somewhat serious, like their mother.
Here we are about to get some shots of the The Flower Girl and the MOH and me. As you can see, the FG is taking this very seriously.

Jonathon took a couple of shots with the FG just sort of standing there looking at the camera. She wasn't smiling and looked a little scared. Sharon, Jonathon's partner in crime, gingerly asked her, "Do you think you can give us a little smile, honey?" And right on cue:

Jonathon (or maybe the second shooter?) immediately got this shot right after:
Me and the MOH cracking up at the FG. She went from this sad-looking little girl right into happy mode at the gentlest of prompting. It was too funny!

As I've mentioned several times before, I had to have some "help" in filling out my dress. Not familiar? You can read about it here. Here's my MOH in a moment of jocularity over the new wedding day cleavage!

And then me, checking out the girls myself:

My mother will totally hate this picture of herself, but I love it. She's totally laughing at me for some reason and clearly I'm enjoying myself too!

From the smug look on my brother's face, I know he's probably said something disgusting and/or completely inappropriate. However, since we're family and we all have a totally twisted sense of humor, we think it's funny too.

Now, this last shot might be my most favorite picture of all time. For reals. I'm not exactly sure how this started, but my brother and I have been doing this for decades. If I'm remembering it correctly, he and I were young and were acting up (Southern for misbehaving) one day. Someone (I want to say my dad, but it could have been my mom) told us to knock it off and to stop acting like little cretins. The adults left the room and I asked Austin what a cretin was. He made this weird face at me and made a strange sort of snorting noise and said, "That's a cretin." I mimicked him the best I could and said, "Like this?" And he said, "Yeah, like that!" And thus, The Cretin Face was born. It lives on to this day. Behold, The Cretins.

So it's Friday and this is the last weekend before the holidays. If y'all are as behind as I am then it will be a crazy-insane weekend, no? The beginning of next week is going to be so off-the-hook for me that I'm not sure how much posting time I can get in! Besides, The Candyman and I are heading out to The Carolinas to visit families so will be on the road quite a bit. If I can't get in any good posting time I want to say the following:

Merry Christmas to you. Happy Hanukkah to my Jewish peeps. Happy Kwanza to those who celebrate it. But to all, regardless of how or where you celebrate this time of year, I wish you peace, love and all the happiness and health that The Candyman and I are blessed to have. Please be safe in your travels - look out for the other guy as he might not see you. Please don't drink and drive. Lastly, thank you to all of you who have followed and who continue to follow me in my writing and rants. You have made my wedding journey unforgettable in so many ways. Happy Holidays everyone! More recaps to come!


How YOU Doin'? The First Look!

Thank goodness Jonathon didn't get any pictures of me trying to get into my Dad's car in the wedding dress! It was too funny! I was thinking that I'd shimmy across the back seat and sort of lounge to keep my dress from getting wrinkled. However, the back door didn't open up wide enough for me to back in without the dress potentially getting all up in the door jam and stuff, so I quickly abandoned that idea. My dad moved the front seat back all the way and I climbed in, arranged my dress just so in order to avoid it touching anything and we were off to Owen Chapel!

We got there just as The Candyman was climbing out of his car and I started screaming, "He can't see me yet! He can't see me yet! DAAAAA-AD! Drive around the other way! Drive around the other way!" Tabitha (my fab planer) was in front of the church and I rolled down the window and yelled at her, "Keep him away! Keep him away!" I have no idea why I was so frantic as we we going to officially see each other about a nano-second later. But anyway, Tabs went running across the parking lot and kept The Candyman at bay so that I could climb out and sequester myself away in the back of the chapel!

We got all that taken care of and arranged for The First Look. There are two definite camps when it comes to The First Look. Some vehemently oppose the idea. Others just don't give a damn. I was vehemently opposed to the idea from the very start. Bad luck, you know. However, as time went on, I realized that I wasn't as opposed as I thought. In fact, I totally switched camps. Why? I feared I would be so nervous that experiencing walking down the aisle and the ceremony would be consumed by my whirling brain activity versus paying attention to what was going on right in front of me. The one thing that calms my nerves? The Candyman. I knew that if I saw him before The Big Show, that all my fears would disappear, if I had any. It turns out I was amazingly calm, but getting all the pictures out of the way was a huge time saver and I'm totally psyched we did it!

The Candyman was set up inside the chapel and I entered through the doors behind the pulpit area.

I wonder what The Candyman is thinking! He looks quite devious here.

Hey, baby! You clean up good!

I just love this shot. The beautiful simplicity of Owen Chapel makes me so happy. So happy.

Just practicing!

You know, it's kinda hot in here. Oh, and please look at my sew in bra-cup and teeny boob. I wonder how many people I flashed that night? Hm..... That's what happens when you lose weight right before your wedding. Things start moving around.

Practicing my exit solo. Just kidding. I was just going outside for more pictures.

I want to let y'all know something important. I am NOT posting my most favorite pictures or the best of the best of the all the best that I got from Jonathon Campbell Photography. Why? Because Christmas is in 8 days people! There needs to be SOME element of surprise. Sheesh!

So until December 25th, y'all will have to make do with what I consider my second favorites! Don't worry though - I'll share all in due time. Patience is a virtue, right? RIGHT????