Alright, let’s talk about them wildflower wedding invitations, you know, the flowery kind. My niece, she’s gettin’ hitched, and she wants these fancy paper things with flowers all over ’em. Said it’s gotta be “wildflower” theme. Sounds kinda messy to me, like weeds in a field, but she’s the bride, so what do I know?
First off, where do you even get these things? I heard you can go to them fancy stores, but my goodness, they charge an arm and a leg! My neighbor, she said her daughter paid a whole month’s rent just for paper! Can you believe that? Highway robbery, I tell ya.
So, I told my niece, “Honey, why don’t we just make ’em ourselves?” I mean, how hard can it be, right? Get some paper, draw some flowers, write down the who, what, when, and where. Boom! Invitation done. But no, she wants it all fancy-schmancy, like them things you see in magazines.
- First thing, you gotta choose the flowers. Now, I know a thing or two about flowers. Got a whole garden full of ’em. But these “wildflower” things, they’re kinda all over the place. My niece showed me some pictures – poppies, daisies, cornflowers, all sorts of colors. Pretty, I guess, but a bit much if you ask me.
- Then, you gotta pick the paper. Thick paper, thin paper, shiny paper, dull paper… Lord have mercy, it’s like pickin’ beans in a field, so many choices! And the colors! White, cream, brown, even blue and pink! My head was spinnin’.
- Next up, the writing. You can’t just scribble it down, oh no. It’s gotta be all proper and fancy. “You are cordially invited…” What the heck does “cordially” even mean? Sounds like something a stuck-up city folk would say. Just say “Come to my weddin’!” Simple and to the point, that’s what I say. And don’t forget the date, time, and place, important stuff or folks won’t show up, then all that pretty paper goes to waste.
And don’t even get me started on them RSVP cards. Another little card you gotta send out, so people can tell you if they’re comin’ or not. Seems like a lot of fuss to me. Back in my day, you just told people you were gettin’ married, and they showed up. Or they didn’t. Simple as that.
Now, my niece, she found some websites, you know, on that internet thingy. Places where you can “design” your own invitations. Sounds complicated to me, but she seems to know what she’s doin’. Clickin’ and tappin’ on that little screen, like she’s playin’ a piano. She showed me some of the designs, and I gotta admit, some of ’em were pretty nice. Still too fancy for my taste, but nice.
They got all sorts of options. You can pick a template, which is like a pre-made design, and then you just change the words and pictures. Or you can start from scratch, if you’re feelin’ fancy. And you can choose different fonts, colors, and all that jazz. My niece, she spent hours on this thing, fiddlin’ with every little detail.
One thing I learned is that homemade invitations are cheaper than buying them ready-made. That makes sense, I guess. If you do it yourself, you don’t gotta pay someone else to do it. But it takes time, that’s for sure. And if you ain’t got the patience for it, well, you might just have to bite the bullet and pay the big bucks.
And get this, if you’re havin’ one of them fancy destination weddings, where you go off to some far-away place to get hitched, you gotta send them invitations out way early. Like, six months early! Can you believe that? Seems like a mighty long time to wait for a party.
Then there’s the words, what you put in the invitation. My niece kept fussin’ about gettin’ the words just right. Somethin’ about bein’ formal but not too formal. She showed me some examples, stuff like “We are very pleased to announce that our wedding will take place on…” or “We are delighted to invite you to…” Fancy talk, I tell ya. Just tell folks you’re gettin’ hitched and to come celebrate. Why beat around the bush?
And the time! Even the time gotta be fancy. Instead of just sayin’ “five-thirty,” you gotta say “half after five o’clock.” Like it makes a difference. Time is time, no matter how you say it.
Anyway, after all that fussin’ and frettin’, my niece finally got them invitations figured out. They’re pretty, I guess, all flowery and colorful. But I still think she coulda saved herself some trouble and just told folks to come to her weddin’. But hey, it’s her day, not mine. As long as she’s happy, that’s all that matters.
And if those city folks understand all that fancy writing and show up, well, then I guess it was worth all the trouble. We’ll have a good old country weddin’, fancy invitations or not.
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