Now that my wedding budget is no longer, blow away by increasing reception costs and unrealized expenses to marriage, I've taken the stace of "hell with it" and assumed that the next time there will be an event this nice is when I die, and frankly, I won't be around to see that. Though, there is the slim the chance that I'm planning my wedding and funeral in the same swing, I doubt that could happen...but it sure is funny the way Summer says it.
Anyway, back to topic...because expenses are about 7k over what they should be, I'm trying to cut some costs that can be cut. Out goes the Vera Wang dress I was planning on dropping a cool chunk of commission check on, and in comes David's Bridal, the discount warehouse and bridal gown giant...aka, Walmart in white. I have no problem with scaling down the dress since I'm only wearing it one day and then it'll be in a box for the next 40 years. And since I don't desire ruffles or heavy beadwork, the plain satin ivory dress will do just fine.
When I went online to register for an appointment, now that I'm finally getting to my point, they of course ask for your email address. What I didn't realize is that David's Bridal is one of those bastard companies that panders your email address around it's group of cohort companies in the beauty, wedding, and gift registry industries. Enter Tatiana W., a rep from Mary Kay, who proceeded sending me email about free Mary Kay consulting. I despise Mary Kay products, and usually the people pushing this crap on you.
Don't get me wrong, I think Mary Kay was a great idea in the 50s and 60s, perhaps even into the 70's. Women needed a way to get out of the home and nto the world, and Mary Kay provided a conduit for them. What I don't like about Mary Kay is that the company teaches women to essentially use and manipulate their friends and their friends' friends into buying products that they don't often need and are substandard to their drugstore counterparts. I could say I hate companies like this, that ask people to create giant pyramid schemes of friend usage.
I've gotten roped into oo many of these to count...and have the crap to show for it. There's the Pampered Chef platter set that I planned to use for the first time yesterday on Thanksgiving, but alas, did not...again. From Mary Kay I have this lotion that makes my arms and legs tingle. The tingle is supposed to be good, but reminds me of ants crawling on me. Yuck. There's the Stampin' Up holiday card set that I have, designed for crafty people with time to spare and who like to make their own holiday cards. These stamps are made for people with no creativity or talent...somewhat appropriate because they're stamps.
So now, I'm on some random woman's Mary Kay spam list... after trying for years to get off the first one, and the Pampered Chef one, and the Stampin' crap one. I think it's time to get a new email address.
On another note, we hear by noon today about whether we got the house or not, having made our best and final offer Wenesday night.