A Sappy Bride

With a little over a month to go until the wedding, I feel as though it’s finally catching up with me. Many months of planning have gone by and admittedly, it has all been rather surreal to me up to this point. I’m a planner, an orchestrater, an organizer by nature – it’s just what I do. So doing it in the context of our wedding hasn’t felt all that different to me for most of the journey. Research, debate, get inspired, make decisions, execute, lather, rinse and repeat. Make lists, check items off the list, make phone calls, obsess over contracts, reconsider everything for the eightieth time, slash the guest list, slash the budget, add to the guest list, add to the budget and then slash again.


The Wedding Date

However, over the last month or so, the sappy part of me has started to kick in. Who on earth is this sappy bride I’ve become?! At work, I have been working with some of our awesome Bella Figura brides on a couple of upcoming projects and some of them have been insanely forthcoming with the details of their love stories, the plans for their weddings, their ceremonies – a few have even shared the text that they’ve lovingly created for programs, readings and personally written ceremonies and vows!

The result? I can no longer count on one hand the number of times I’ve found myself sitting at my desk tearing up at the office. I mean, totally choked up, feeling all warm and fuzzy toward couples I don’t even know – this is not typical behavior for me!


Vision in White by Nora Roberts

I’ve also had a strange renewed addiction to sappy wedding-themed movies. Seriously. I can’t get enough of movies like The Wedding Date (which might be my favorite wedding movie of all time), 27 Dresses, Bride Wars, The Wedding Planner, My Best Friend’s Wedding, Sex and the City…seriously, I’m running on happy-ending-movie overload these days! I even recently found myself reading a copy of Vision in White, a sappy wedding-oriented love story by Nora Roberts, and while I am an avid reader, I do NOT read chick lit or romance novels – ever! (Granted, Ami left her copy with me, which she recently reviewed on EAD Living, as we parted ways after the National Stationery Show and I did have a loooong train ride home to occupy myself, but still!)

So, it’s entirely possible that I am going crazy. Unusual crying, atypical sappiness, feeling emotional and all lovey dovey – what is happening to me? Is anyone else turning into a sappy bride?