DIY Kick-A** Bride Cup

A few weeks ago we went to Las Vegas for my best friend’s bachelorette party. She needed a bride cup….so I made her one. And it turned out kind of f$%*ing amazing. Belvedere optional.

If you have lots of time and don’t mind repetitiveness, this is the project for you. I’ve done it before here, so I knew I could do it again. And, I already had most of the supplies.

All you need is a strong glue (I used flip-flop glue I found online), a clear plastic cup with a lid, some letter stickers, and a ton of rhinestones. I placed the BRIDE stickers on the cup first, so I could work around them and then started gluing from the bottom. The glue dries fast so do a small area at a time. (Disclaimer- don’t use a hot glue gun, it will melt the plastic!) I used different size rhinestones because that’s what I had on hand but anything will work. I used a needle to pick up the tiny rhinestones one at a time. Yes, this took me forever. Yes, I’m kind of crazy..but look how awesome it turned out!! It’s missing the lid in the picture below, but you get the point!

It was definitely the coolest cup in Las Vegas.

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Steal My Heart Away

This Sunday marks exactly one year since I walked down the aisle to Van Morrison’s Steal My Heart Away (only the best wedding song on the planet). 

For some reason this year has gone by faster than any other year I can remember.  Much faster than the year we spent engaged, planning the wedding. Much faster than any year I spent in high school, or college, and definitely faster than every year I spent waiting for my 21st birthday to come. This has been one of the best, worst, and hardest years of my life, yet it seems to have flown by.

The site above is from the Forest House Lodge in Foresthill where we got married. This venue was AMAZING, from the ceremony site, to the game room, to the food, and the exceptional service.

Over the past 12 months we have parted ways with old friends we grew apart from, and have made a few new friends. We sadly watched  some of our closest friends move to a different city, but were lucky to have my parents move back to the city we live in. We became an aunt and uncle (my husband has been an uncle for 10 years already) to the most adorable twin baby girls you’ve ever seen. We’ve traveled to New Orleans, Hawaii (twice), and taken many short trips to the Coast, Lake Tahoe, LA, and the Lake. We both had some-what major birthdays last year (I think major birthdays are ages ending in either zero or five). We have watched half of our bridal party get engaged in the last year, went to weddings and wedding events/parties and even threw some of those parties. We have both taken up new hobbies and interests (photography, blogging, and gardening to name a few) and have had fun pursuing them.

Although it may be obvious as to why this year has been the best (being newlyweds can be pretty great) it may sound weird to hear that my first year of marriage was also one of the hardest and worst years of my life. The reason is that my husband and I grieved three deaths of people extremely important in our lives. His grandfather, his aunt, and my friend of 20 years. Neither one of us had experienced very much death in our lives so this was really difficult for us. Without each other I don’t know how we would have gotten through the really tough days.

Despite the sadness we both experienced, I can still say it was one of the best years of my life . I love being married. I love my husband, and I love that we made such a huge commitment to each other. After what we’ve gone through together this year, I know that no matter how hard things get we will be there to get each other through whatever comes our way.

Now, I usually refrain from telling people this next part because I like to think of myself as a strong, independent woman, and I think it makes me sound sort of cheesy and sappy and like the only thing important in my life is being my husband’s wife. And although I do value that role, it is not my sole reason for living, regardless of what the next statement makes you believe.

So here goes…. Walking down the aisle was the happiest moment I think I have ever experienced to date. There was just something about it. Having my family and closest friends there was part of the excitement, walking down to (like I said before) the best wedding song on the planet, seeing the smile on my soon-to-be husband’s face and knowing we were about to make this statement together made that moment more special than any other time in my life. I’d like to say graduating high school, or college, or getting my driver’s license, or meeting the president (haven’t done that one yet) would top the list, but they don’t. And if that makes me pathetic, so be it. If I could relive one moment of the entire wedding (which was amazingly awesome and fun from beginning to end) it would be walking out of my little “holding tent,” and down the cobblestone pathway toward my husband. When I have bad days I sometimes think about that moment (again, please don’t judge me for my cheesy/sappiness) and when I listen to that song it can literally turn my mood around.

I am just happy I found the person I am going to spend my life with, through the good times and the bad.

What song did you walk down the aisle to?

All photos were taken by John Decker and Anne Chadwick Williams.