The Incredible Shrinking Woman
Tuesday, October 14, 2003
      ( 5:25 PM ) Melody  
Bronze Beauty

So going to tanning salons causes cancer, eh? No kidding. I love Salon, but this is news? Blondes who tan are twice as likely as brunettes to develop skin cancer. Redheads are four times as likely. I guess I'll have to give up my spot on the Swedish bikini team. : )

Actually, I've never been much for tanning. I just don't bother. I love the beach, but I'd rather spend my time in the water than bronzing in the sand. When I do tan, it's usually by accident, and it's rare that it doesn't pass immediately over into a nasty burn. I'd just rather live healthier than that these days. #


Monday, October 13, 2003
      ( 2:41 PM ) Melody  
I don't

Went shopping with my sister this weekend for bridesmaid dresses. I'm the maid of honor in her upcoming wedding. Boy, is she ever gonna be sorry. In case anyone was wondering, I'm not that "wedding-y" a girl. I do see tremendous value in making a public declaration of your love and commitment to another person before family, friends, and the deity of your choosing. I still hope to do this some day myself. What I do not understand, however, is the ridiculous spectacle so many seem determined to make the event.

It's easy to see how a wedding can run into the tens of thousands very quickly. A cake costs anywhere from $500-$800; at least that seems pretty standard. The bridesmaid dresses? $150-$250. The bridal gown? You're doing really well if you order one for under $400, and if you go designer? Forget it. You're talking a couple thousand. Every cheap rhinstone you see on the gown, in her ears, at her throat-- beaucoup bucks, babe. The veil alone is around $200. I don't get it. You're starting a new life with someone-- a life in which you'll make it your responsibility to shelter, clothe, and feed one another, and you're going to go more than a grand in debt on just one outfit? Forget it. I'd rather elope. I'd rather sink that $1000 into a nicer honeymoon to get us started on the right foot or a down payment on the house we're going to make a home together.

My idea of the perfect wedding/commitment ceremony is me, my loved one, and a witness or two, maybe our parents if they are supportive, out in the middle of the woods somewhere, repeating vows we've written only for one another. No screaming flower girls or ring bearers (not that I've got anything against children, but I'm not sure they belong in a wedding), no glittering rhinestones or silk flowers, no guests my mother insisted on inviting even though I don't like them, no traditions or words I don't buy into fully.

I'm sure Laura's wedding will be beautiful, but I hope it's also sensible. She does buy into a lot of what they're selling in the bridal magazines and shops and in the traditional vows. I'll manage hosting a tasteful bridal shower and a rockin' bachelorette party. Someone else will have to buy the penis-shaped straws for her drinks that night, though. #
      ( 1:56 PM ) Melody  
Quotable

Anger makes you smaller, while forgiveness forces you to grow beyond what you were.
~~ Cherie Carter-Scott

Came across this quote today at Vince's. It bore repeating. #


Sunday, October 12, 2003
      ( 8:55 AM ) Melody  
Fancying Fall

Spent a wonderful day yesterday walking and talking with a new friend in Broad Ripple. Indiana is gorgeous right now. The leaves are really starting to turn. That's one thing I love about the Midwest-- the seasons. I think Fall is my favorite. Right now, my side of town is blanketed in reds, yellows, and orange. I just looked outside, and the leaves have covered my lawn, seemingly over night. Guess it's time to get out the rake again. I'm actually looking forward to that this year. #


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