The other day I was flipping through channels when I fell upon the scene from Four Weddings and a Funeral when Andie MacDowell goes through all of her sexual partners (33) and chronicles them to Hugh Grant (he asked). She described herself as, “less than Madonna, more than Lady Di” – which seemed like maybe a place most women fall?
The fact that I decided not to have a wedding shower caused a little bit of frenzy. It’s not that I don’t understand the concept of a bridal shower. I completely get it and think it’s a nice idea. However, I’m not terribly keen on parties, and I don’t love being the center of attention. I know, I’m going to make a GREAT bride.
This is unfortunate since I live in LA, where, for most of the year, it is so hot that the only sane thing to do is to wear as little clothing as considered decent. In the the past, in order to not hate all pictures taken between May and September, I ‘d contort myself into some sort of Venus Di Milo pose so that my arms were entirely out of the picture.
What is the Anti-Invite? At one point in time, not inviting someone to a wedding meant not sending them an invite. However, some mean girls modern couples are taking this a step further. To make sure guests, or non-guests in this case, are aware of their invitation status, a couple will send an invitation to invited guests. Those people who are not lucky enough to make the cut are sent a message stating that they are not invited.
Cut to the night Jamie was telling me all of this. I was, needless to say, properly appalled at his behavior and sympathetic to her dilemma of wanting to get the necklace back without having to interact with the guy who turned out to be a total Manslut. Though I’ve always been fond of Jamie, what she said next made me totally fall in love with her.
Recently a high school friend texted me that I should check out the page of a fellow classmate (we’ll call him Guy). Guy was very popular and well-liked. Every girl had a crush on him. I know I did. He was a handsome, smart, awesome guy. We should have known he was gay. I guess he came out years ago. Cool. That’s not what got my friend’s attention. Guy was currently paying tribute on Facebook to all the men he’s ever loved, with accompanying pictures posted. It seemed to be Guy’s personal stroll down memory lane of the great loves of his life via Facebook. I guess it’s one thing to remain friend with your ex’s, but another thing entirely to catalog each of them, upload photos and link to their profiles. This seems a little scandalous, hence an old friend texting me to check out his profile.
Dating is hard. But like all great in life, we value and desire something more when it is rare or difficult to obtain. I think there is value in putting down on paper what is really important to you. The balance may be in letting go of the things that really aren’t important. How someone looks, their height, their car, or their income aren’t the things that look after you when you’re sick or cherish you.
You should never make one person your whole world, be it your husband, best friend, child or boss. We seem to forget that balance is a vital part of life, even (or especially) when it comes to relationships. You wouldn’t eat mashed potatoes every day for the rest of your life, would you? Well, maybe, but you probably shouldn’t. It’s not healthy. Your diet needs balance and so does your life.
Science has confirmed that what happens to your brain when you’re in love looks a lot like what happens to your brain when you do cocaine. How’s that for validation?