Beyond selecting the napkin color, the numbers of h’ors d’oeuvres we plan to serve and what we’ll serve to the ravenous hordes just post the synagogue service, there are some fun things also associated with this practically a wedding.
Today, Boo and I drove through a post-card perfect landscape of rolling white lawns and snow-covered trees (yes, despite the inordinate amount of snow we’ve received, somehow I can still wax lyrical) to the home and home studio of a seamstress that comes recommended highly enough that I looked no further. We were five minutes early and my daughter was uncomfortable with going in early, but I insisted and we were greeted at the porch door (New England houses seem to have 1-3 entrances, but this one was clearly the MAIN entrance) by an older lady, who ushered us into her home and into her bathroom to change into our dresses. Boo went first and although she was fairly attached to having the dress shortened, the seamstress persuaded Boo to see how fabulous a length it was. nipped and tucked and showed Boo where straps would be permanently affixed. Initially, I was taken aback by the strapless thing – I certainly wasn’t wearing strapless at 13 – but the quality and fit of the dress is such that I’ve got over my hesitation. Also, it isn’t anything close to the come hither stuff SOME 13-year olds are sporting theses days.
MY dress needed a fair bit of alteration, as going by the measurements posted at the Ann Taylor site, I’d ended up purchasing a size too large. When I first tried it one last week the dress was so long I felt faintly ridiculous in it, as if I were tr
ying on my mommy’s clothes. I’m 5″4, and this dress could easily have fir someone 5″9! Then I told myself stories about how poorly it fit, how it was the wrong choice and I then told myself sternly to shut up and quit whinging and tried it on again. The second time round it fit no better, but it wasn’t nearly the disaster I’d established.
While she pinned me up, Anne and I talked about the length of MY dress. We decided it needn’t be gown length and opted to cut it down to mid-calf. I found some great shoes (so not usually on my top ten headlines, but these are actually comfortable despite being 2″ inchers) so I am reasonably pleased that I now have an outfit I can wear many more times.
This morning, I took the girls with me to the event location and they were given juice while the planner and the wine rep and I attempted to select organic wines for the party. There were three vendors represented, but none were as full-bodied and lovely as the Badger Mountain wines, from Boo’s birthplace of Washington state. I was surprised as wines from CA were also for the choosing, but none could compare. Now, I am quite certain others will not be as thrilled with my selection as I, with that whole we are all individuals thing, but I think these are wonderful wines, the flavors of which the chef will be working with to design the menu.
We’ve still to finalize the numbers, receive the yarmulkes for the males on that list, finalize the menu, set a menu for the brunch at my house on the Sunday morning (why, YES, I am insane) and … schedule the breakdown for the Monday following the event.
I am going to batten down the hatches for the NEXT huge snowstorm (we are about to set records, folks). Then, after spending necessary hours grading and planning, I am going to sit on my couch and watch the snow.
What are YOU doing this weekend?













I assisted my bestest friend in putting on our school’s annual Beauty and Beau pageant tonight, much to my dismay. But, I helped to calm a lot of nervous teenage girls down, so I felt as if I’d done something useful.
Tomorrow, I will grade loads of tests that I’ve had to put off in my days of sickness.
This weekend, for me, is a bust — no rest.
Yesterday, I took an exam in my Anatomy & Physiology lecture class. Received an A! So pleased at how well things are going on that front.
BTW, I’m truly enjoying reading about the upcoming Bat Mitzvah. I’d love to hear some about the traditions involved and all that goes along with that. Is it true that Bat Mitzvah’s are relatively new? As a child, I thought there were only Bar Mitzvahs, but I could be totally wrong.
Is there anything I can do to help? I’d love to see pics of Boo’s dress.
Oh, and I simply ADORE the fact that you’re keeping the whole thing as organic as possible. I’m sure that’s a logistical nightmare.
I hear you Snob, I’m grading and planning and stressing this weekend almost exclusively.
WAY TO GO, SNOB!!!!
Yes, in answer to your question, Bat Mitzvahs in the modern definition are relatively new, but according to the Torah, a child at 13 was Bar or Bat Mitzvahed regardless of whether or not they recited their portion. It’s been about a hundred years since what we understand as the ceremony has been going on. Hmm, I think I have my topic for Ten Things Tuesday this week!
The little brown dress IS Boo’s dress, strapless and all (hers is xxs petite). The other one in the post is mine. They are both a gorgeous brown and I found some great mary-jane style pumps at TJ Maxx that are actually comfortable – I’ve just got to remember to wear them in order to break them in!
The organic thing isn’t proving that logistically terrible – so far. The chef is getting his ingredients from a number of suppliers and will put together a menu based on what’s available, which is so FANTASTIC. I will post the menu when I get it! Otherwise, we’re getting our brunch/buffet stuff from Trader Joe’s and the local Whole Foods, so we’re very pleased. Ten years ago, this would NOT be nearly as possible as we have envisioned it, so we’re really excited.
Thanks for the kind words. I’ve considered going entirely blog-free until the big day – I’m going faintly batty – but I like sharing the development and plans.
badger mt. wine is very good….good luck with the wedding!