Okay, so I know that it seems like every post I do lately is some sort of countdown, but work has been busy and wedding stuff has been even busier. Give me a break, okay? I promise I have a lot of posts forthcoming dealing with everything from our invitations to more music and more DIY projects. Yay!
But I had to hop on here and share this story. I was at the dermatologist this morning, something that I’ll explain further in another post, and he told me that he wanted to see me again in about 6 weeks. At the front desk, scheduling my appointment, the receptionist looks at me and says, “Well, 6 weeks from today will be August 20th. Can you believe that?” to which I said, “No, I can’t. I’m getting married that weekend.” “Wow!” she says, “Congratulations! I guess we shouldn’t schedule your appointment that weekend, then?”
Holy crap, 6 weeks.
I'm Jess, I'm 26, and I live in Los Angeles with my fiancé and our floppy basset
hound. Join me as I plan a super low key, small budget wedding from
approximately 3,000 miles away. You can contact me at jess(dot)bicoastalbride(at)gmail(dot)com.










