In just three weeks, I will no longer be a ‘single’ gal. I have to excuse my radio silence on wedding posts on the blog. The truth is, I have plenty to share — but I don’t want to give too much away before the big day. Instead I’d like to touch on more details after the fact, that way I will truly have an A-Z perspective on getting married in Florence that I can make into a useful guide for others — if people feel so inclined to read it. That being said, it was about time to share a more personal post, thoughts and feelings are abundant these days.
Weddings are stressful and very expensive, and when you have lived on so little for so many years, it is almost shocking to thinking about spending so much on one single day. Little financial surprises that make you want to pull your hair out, like IVA tax on your entire reception and the additional SIAE Italian royalty tax on music. It seems with the word ‘wedding’ you can just go ahead and add a few zeros to whatever you’re looking at.
But there are ways to keep costs down.
While Italy is not pinterest DIY crazy like the USA is, you can still order things off etsy (which we did for several items) and I will be sharing those tips too. The great thing about getting married in a country where you are not from, is that picking and choosing which cultural items will be present is a-ok. You certainly don’t need to follow a standard wedding formula in any way, shape or form.
In fact, if you are getting married anytime soon in Italy and want a personal recommendation on catering, photography, etc — just contact me and I’ll try and help. I couldn’t even imagine doing this without speaking Italian and no 24/7 wedding planner. I am happy with most everything about what we have already chosen, especially the angel, Anna Fuca, who made my wedding dress. A process that turned from the worst thing ever to the best thing I could have even imagined.
Of course, I am so very happy to have friends and family traveling across the world to celebrate with us. It’s so humbling, I could cry while typing this post. I know a vacation in Florence would be appealing to many but where I come from in working-class Texas, visiting Europe is often a once in a lifetime sort of deal.
That fact is not lost on me, and I feel like an asshole on steroids asking for anything.
In the meantime, my friends are incredible. Generous with both their time, advice and support. Another reason why every female needs to invest in their relationships. My girlfriends are sacred territory and Nico understands and celebrates that.
While I am not an emotional person by nature, these days — I’ve noticed a shift in that in myself. I find myself crying during podcasts about a story on This American Life about a rabid squirrel killed in a freak accident or the sad plot lines in my most recent World-War 2 era book. I think it’s the combination of stress, and realization on how much will happen in the next few weeks, but also pure excitement. I get to share these moments with this amazing man, who also happens to really enjoy the wedding planning -budget making – excel spreadsheet creating areas of our day. I feel like a bum because looking at numbers just stresses me out, a mild case of chrematophobia.
We have pre-planned a few days off from work before the wedding, and a day-of coordinator plus the help of friends. Small things, but very integral to our sanity.
This Monday morning, I woke up to the first cloudy day in while. We have been blessed with the most amazing weather, beautiful sunny days and warm enough to eat outside without a jacket November afternoons. Every day, I wake up thinking in one month’s time I’ll in Thailand with a man that I will then call my husband (do you ever get used to saying that?), a country I have always wanted to visit, but don’t know much about.
We leave December first for our honeymoon, four days in Bangkok, a few in Chiang Mai and the rest in two different areas of Phuket. Likely the standard itinerary of many freshly-married couples but I could see why, it seems like a country that has it all, sun, sea and plenty to do. We’ve booked our hotels (it’s amazing how cheap luxury hotels are out there, I’m very excited!) and plane tickets but the rest is pretty much let’s see when we get there. Which means of course, if any of you blog readers have any tips for these areas for a girl who loves food, boutique shops, local artisans and of course spas, let a girl know!
My apologies for a post not meant to be anything — not an action-packed travel itinerary nor hot list of restaurants in Italy. It’s just a chance to be a human being again. A non-Italy writing machine, just another girl in florence.
Below, I made this fun little slideshow of how I plan on surviving the next few weeks.