Broke-Ass Tag: North Carolina Bride

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Credit: Little Wedding Extras

It has come to my attention that I may be a cheap-ass rather than a minimalist. Earlier this week, a friend called me in a crisis asking me for ideas on favors she might be able to do for another friend’s bridal shower. She was out of time, trying not to spend a lot and trying not to put forth that much effort. Other than being proud of myself for being the person she called to help her brainstorm on how to meet all those objectives, I was befuddled and admitted:

“I’m not even sure we’re doing favors for the wedding.”

Nonetheless, like a good friend, I hopped on Pinterest and we had a quick brainstorming session. Of course, I got some ideas for things we could do for favors, but all I kept coming back to was, “How much are those going to cost?”

Now, we, as a collective group of Broke-Asses can appreciate the self-reflection of “how much does that cost?” But I’m wondering if I’ve taken it too far. I’m wondering if my refusal to pay for “trivial” things (favors, an aisle runner, chair covers, most everything in any article with a title that includes “must have”) is making me look more like a cheap-ass and less like an economically-minded minimalist.

I think this also falls back to my last post about being an anti-bride.

I never dreamed of my wedding day as a girl. I did indulge in college with my suitemates on a $10 Knot magazine and we all took turns flipping through it and earmarking pages with all the pretty things we liked on them. But that was pretty much the sum of my “wedding fever.” I can’t say I didn’t have “groom fever” that may have been mislabeled as “wedding fever” — a common misconception, IMO. But since Timo proposed, my approach to all things wedding has been to be as practical as possible.

Part of me wonders if I will regret not splurging more (more, as if we aren’t already spending $10,000) and “investing” in the little things. But when I seriously think about it, my final thoughts at the end of the day are that I’d rather save money because we’re probably just going to forget about trivial details and be able to actually invest our money into memories we will have on our honeymoon … like diving the Great Barrier Reef.

Do people actually care about favors?

Side question: How many coozies is it socially acceptable to own? What happens to discarded coozies? Is there a coozie heaven? Why are coozies so popular?

Also, I am making it a point not to get caught up in the hype of all the MUST DO things. I don’t care about a sit down meal and as Timo said, I’d rather serve delicious food than overpriced “good” food. I don’t care about putting our wedding hashtag on everything. I don’t care about chair covers. I don’t care about table numbers or place cards. I don’t even care about a send off, despite knowing how cool some of the photos could be if we used glow sticks or sparklers.

At the end of the day, I want to be married, maybe have a few good pictures by my very well-paid photographer (OK, wayyy more than a few based on how much I’m paying him), maybe video evidence that we wrote our own vows and promised “for forever” and have gotten to eat the BBQ and cupcakes we are paying for. Oh yeah, and maybe to have a few adult beverages and not completely fail at the first dance we are paying to learn.

This is where my groom comes in.

If he cares about these things, I tell him to act on these tasks, otherwise, it becomes a money saving opportunity.  For now, I’m going to cling tight to my title as a Broke-Ass Bride and use it as a cost-savings opportunity.

PS. I swear that if he tells me in the next three months that he wants to do coozies as a favor for our guests, I’m going to throw the coozie drawer (yep, there are so many they have their own drawer) at him … with LOVE.