For such a positive person, I tend to have pretty dismal nightmares. I don’t know if it’s my mind’s way of working through anxieties so I can leave them at home each morning when I face the world, or a plain old reaction to the high volume of SVU and other crime shows I don’t need to be, but am constantly, watching. Either way, when I actually have a good dream, it’s remarkable. I tend to jot them down. This one was wedding-related, so I thought I’d share.
I’ve been dreaming of the wedding on and off since Josh popped the question. Usually, they are panicked dreams in which it’s the morning of and a) my groom is missing, b) my dress doesn’t fit, c) there is a venue catastrophe or d) all of the above, plus worse. But last night I have a vivid recollection of a massive bouquet of white flowers that swirled through the air and picked up other blooms along its floating route. Hmm.
Was it the NyQuil?
Not sure, but I can tell you this: it was gorgeous. The bright white flowers at the center were amplified by the creams, blushes and pale blues that joined the ride. Luckily, my florist is already dreaming up something similar for the big day. Here are some photos of similar styles I’d like to incorporate. Brides to be: do you have a floral dream (or just a scheme) that you’re excited about? My rule of thumb: keep it as simple as you possibly can.
All photos borrowed from StyleMePretty, where I tend to live these days. I should start paying them rent!
Born to be a Bride 