Okay, so… like many brides, newly engaged, hoping-to-be-engaged, or not-even-close-to-being-engaged girls out there, I’ve been reading WeddingBee for a while. Let’s admit it- we all read it. And I’ve seen some of my favorite bloggers go through the process of applying and getting rejected- so I know that they are picky about what they want. I can’t help but compare the process to sorority rush in college- it’s all about it you are a good fit for their chapter, or in WB’s case, “the hive.” I haven’t applied yet since my wedding is over 9 months away still and you can’t apply until it’s 7 months out or less… but sorority rush was hell on earth for me. Getting rejected by groups you really want to be in sucks… but I am still planning to apply when my time comes. However, I was saddened this week when I saw the newest addition to the hive, Miss Sweet Tea.
image from weddingbee.com
You see, in my daydreams of one day being selected as a Bee, I had thought of what I would want my Miss name to be…. I’m sure you all can see where this is going. Well, the thing is, E and I live in Tennessee- the heart of the South, in my opinion. We were both attending college at the University of Tennessee when we ended up working together at McAlister’s Deli- a joint known for their gigantic cups overflowing with the most delicious sweet tea you will ever taste. It was here that we met and fell in love and began our long and broken path that led us to where we are today.
In my WB dreams, I always imagined picking Miss Sweet Tea as my bee name. (Note: I am totally not assuming or expecting to get picked anyway, but a girl can dream, right? It’s not a crime to dream!) In the time I’ve read WB, I’ve never seen a real southern bride blogging before and I was hoping to be the first… so I’m feeling a little sad this week. How lame am I?
I always enjoy reading of all the bees’ planning experiences and I know I will feel the same about (the actual) Miss ST. In fact, I really admire her career path in social justice and working for causes that I believe are truly important- she seems like an amazing person! Way cooler than me, the dinky little graphic designer. But just let me get this little rant out and we can all forget I ever said it, k?
(The actual) Miss ST met Mr. ST in NYC. (Not the south.)
(The actual) Miss ST currently lives in California. (Not the south.)
(The actual) Miss ST is planning a wedding in New Orleans. (That’s creole region, folks. A place that is disassociated with what most consider to be ”the real South.” Why couldn’t she have picked Miss Sazerac?! Sazerac was just chosen as the “official” cocktail of New Orleans at the annual Tales of the Cocktail in the city this week, BTW)
I’m just sayin’.
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You are free to go about your daily business and forget I that I am so loser-ish. Kthanks!