Rock N Roll

Some brides are foiled by stormy weather on their wedding day. Others fall to pieces when they learn the flowers in their bouquet were specifically not the seafoam green accented with lilac that they specifically instructed the vendor to fly in on a Tuesday at sundown from New Zealand.
This woman?

Nothing is stopping this woman from getting married. Not bad weather, not rowdy guests, not machine-gun wielding terrorists attempting to launch a coup in the middle of her wedding.

Seriously.

Plane Crazy

It's getting harder to be shocking. What with all the choreographed first dance routines, underwater Grizzly-bait ceremonies and brides animated to breathe fire and emasculate their grooms on every cable channel not featuring housemates getting sauced and...breathing fire and emasculating each other, it's hard for an innovative bride and groom to separate from the publicity-seeking pack.

This tidbit from the Northampton Chronicle offers some hope. Altar-bound couples who are - yes, they went for it - "plane crazy" are invited to compete for a chance to get married on the wing of a moving plane. Yes you read that right. The article does not mention anything about safety garter belts or how wearing a veil at this particular wedding might not be encouraged for everyone's health in general. Nope, just the thrill of reciting your vows to your guests, air traffic control and the errant flock of geese. Daredevil Northamptonshire residents can learn more here.

Twinkle Cakes

Furiously at work on my NaNoWriMo creation, I had to come out of semi-hiatus to post the most ridiculously cute thing I've seen in a long time.

One of my favorite aspects of planning the wedding was picking out the cake. Of course this required rigorous research in tasting, sampling, browsing gorgeous specimens in glossy print mags. And then the wedding came and went, and now I just have memories of that scrumptious vanilla wonder.

Inadvertently filling the void is Twinkle Kids, a company that created a felt "cake" that wee ones with crafty/baking/design aspirations can decorate. And redecorate. And buy a bag of different felt designs and redecorate again! My seventh month old would concur that its almost good enough to eat. So her tastes normally run indiscrimantely from lint to shirt sleeves, but in this case I have to agree.