brides are f**king crazy.


since I've started planning the wedding, I've been looking at a LOT of stuff online. it's been really helpful and the internet is responsible for my awesome self-designed wedding postcard invitations, our paper lanterns/fans, my parasol, and my DRESS! (which is still in the works).

I never realized all of the things you have to think about when it comes to a wedding - where people are going to sit, how to decorate, how to do vows & readings, music, thank you cards, etc. I've spent a lot of time looking at different sites for advice, checklists and the like.

as a result, I've come in contact with maybe the greatest site ever, and the site that maybe the signifier of the coming of the apocalypse.

offbeat bride is soooo bomb. they celebrate unique weddings that stray from the original rules, which is exactly what I'm going for. their associated ning community, the offbeat bride tribe, is a great community where people can share their weddings *without judgment* and get inspired by others' creativity. there's lots of DIY, lots of people with ridiculously small budgets (like my own) and lots of like-minded people who don't buy into the WIC.

the WIC, or wedding industrial complex, if you're not familiar, is otherwise known as the wedding industry and its completely fucking inane constructs. the diamond engagement ring is a product of the WIC and the invention of a female copywriter from the 1940s. a diamond is forever? not really, only about 65 years.

another invention of the WIC is the concept of lavish white/ivory gowns which you HAVE TO WEAR. white was only made popular by Queen Elizabeth I; prior to that, gowns were blue. blue was actually meant to signify purity, while white was used to show wealth (ie., you could keep a white item of clothing clean). the furthest any bridal magazine will stray from white/ivory is a light champagne. if you are getting married, you will be told by society that your only option is white. too bad for those assholes, because I'm wearing navy.

but the whole idea of the WIC - spending $20,000 or more on a super-formal wedding that includes elaborate flowers, three course meals, videographers and giant fondant cakes - is crap, in my opinion. and no place is a bigger cheerleader for the capitalistic, material shitshow that is the modern wedding than theknot.com.

to be frank, the women on the knot are evil. okay, so maybe they're not possessed by Satan, but if you dare to speak on their community and do not have professional engagement photos, they will proceed to call you tacky and cheap and try to get you kicked off the site simply because you are not a spoiled little bitch with daddy paying for your $4000 Vera Wang gown.

I am not resentful of these women with unlimited budgets and dyed-to-match bridesmaids. I'm really not. I am happy to have a small, intimate, casual wedding. that's exactly what I want. I just don't understand why these women have to be so fucking mean to people who don't like what they like. it's like high school, all over again.

these women spend all day on the knot's community forum, asking about whether or not they should buy chocolate fountains. these grown women make avatars of themselves in their wedding dresses and write bios about their relationships, as if anyone gives a shit. they are pretty much the most self-absorbed, bitchy, stereotypical wedding-and-baby-obsessed female products of our patriarchal, greedy society that exist. if you meet a woman and she says that she's getting married and then goes on to spend 10 minutes talking about her "colors" and whining about how her maid of honor actually has a life, RUN. just run. these women make me embarrassed about being engaged. they don't care at all about marriage, just having their "perfect day" that they won't even remember when they're fighting over the china during the inevitable divorce.

I'm not embarrassed about my period, why are you?



last week, I took a day off of work for my own personal mental health and sanity. seeing as I was right in the throes of my period, I took a leisurely stroll to Rite Aid and proceeded to pick up a multipack of tampons, and take them to the checkout line. I also purchased a pair of pantyhose, and a teeth whitening kit. the nice older woman at the register chatted with me about the weather and bagged my items, and I paid and left. only after leaving the store and walking down Highland did I realize what she'd done.

the woman doubled-bagged me.

I don't know if they teach people this in drugstore-cashier-training or whatever the hell they do at CVS, Rite Aid and Walgreens... but every time I buy tampons, they're double-bagged. maybe they do it for every embarrassing purchase, you'd think, but I bought anti-diarrheal pills at CVS a few months ago and they single-bagged those fuckers. I have yet to get a verdict on whether or not Preparation H is tagged for two bags, but I'm gonna guess it's not.

why does this anger me, you ask? because this seemingly harmless little old lady who's manning the register at Rite Aid is contributing to the continued stigma of the menstrual cycle - an element of EVERY WOMAN'S LIFE. every natural born woman, illness or certain conditions notwithstanding, menstruates. so I don't understand why, in 2009, we still have to double-bag feminine hygiene products, which EVERY WOMAN NEEDS AND USES. why are women not allowed to have normal bodily functions? oh, that's right, because we're not supposed to be human. we're supposed to be sweet-smelling, gentle, delicate creatures that don't grow body hair or take shits.

I know this woman probably grew up in a time when periods started with a capital P: for Private, and Personal, and Positively no sex involved. but we need to seriously rethink how we're acting about menstruation, and what it may mean for the next few generations. I'm not embarrassed about menstruating. it's a part of life. I'll take a single bag for my tampons, thank you.

the alternative to real world, is just time for me and a fantasy.


I need to explain something to everyone.

my obsession with this musician.

most people have no idea who IAMX is. and that's very well, because I will enjoy continuing to see him play at T.T.'s, singing and gyrating mere feet from me. IAMX is the stage name for Chris Corner, the lead singer for Sneaker Pimps, known for little other than "Six Underground," the trippy downtempo radio ballad from the 90s.

this is possibly the most androgynous man on the face of the planet. I mean, this guy puts Brian Molko to shame. he wears insane makeup, rarely has a shirt on, and has at least 5 top hats covered in glitter. all of his songs are synth-driven, dark electro songs about sex, drugs, bisexuality, and gender identity. he is decadent, extravagant, a fusion of sound and images. in short, if I were a man, and had any musical talent, I would be him.

if you're interested in what a stylish drunk with a political bent and a penchant for the dramatic sounds like, check out his page on Last.fm: IAMX.

good. now you all get it.

yeah, I'm getting married, you jerks.

okay, so this has basically been the strangest/oddly hardest thing I've ever done.

the last thing anyone thought I would do. aside from spawn. but no worries, folks. my uterus has no plans of serving any purpose in the near future.

all I seem to get is faux excitement from most people. which is fine. believe me, when I start talking about centerpieces, I want your eyes to glaze over. please, everyone, make sure I'm not one of those women. I still will never be able to care about the difference between a princess or an asscher-cut diamond. I could give two shits about whether ivory or champagne is the right color for a veil.

and to anyone that was genuinely hurt or bothered by the fact you found out on facebook - I'm sorry, I really am, but I wasn't going to call everyone in my phone and gush about my impending nuptials. I know I should have contacted some of you, but I really don't know how to handle all this stuff and I don't want this to be the focus of my personality for the next 6 months. it's hard enough dealing with my mother's reluctance. yes, I am young. no one is more aware of this fact than I am. but I met someone that I know I want to hang out with forever. what's the point of waiting when I'm more sure about this than I've ever been about everything in my life?

okay, /wedding-related rant. upward and onward to bigger things.

HAVE YOU HEARD THE NEW JUNIOR BOYS? um, crap. it's awesome. they're playing at the middle east in may, so I finally found some use for my ticketmaster giftcards. if you're not familiar, let this blow your mind:




I just found out IAMX is releasing a new album in may as well. my heart bursts.