Candyfloss & Persie: April 2010

As long as I can remember, I have hated being White.

{I'm Italian but I wish my culture had this goin' on}

Okay, not really- but I am always a wee bit upset that I'm not some exotic, beautiful, curvy, accent-using, mocha-skinned gal.

My "Girl Crushes" (girls I wanna look like!) span ALL races, nationalities, ages, hair colors so I'm not really as bias against whites as I make it sound - but ask any of my friends, they will tell you that I would be reborn a South American girl in a ~~New York~~ Recife Minute.

Now as ~~true~~ embellished as that notion is there is some truth to it.

Enter: Sofía Vergara

Like most girls, I have always said I wish I had features from other women.

SUCH AS:

Her Youthful Glow | Her Hair | Her Waist/Bust

and of course....

Her EVERYTHING.

... but as much as I like to fantasize about having any of these parts from these girls, I always said I hoped to retain my own face in the name of just being me.

(Can't you tell how crucial these conversations were to real life?)

With Sofia? Nope, nope and NOPE. I would melt myself down with a lighter if it meant that I would be reborn half as beautiful as this woman.

And on top of that ladies- she's funny! She's beautiful AND she's hilarious: couldn't hate her if you tried. The best of both worlds.

With much anticipation... I give you Sofia Vergara.

PS- fun fact: She's a NATURAL BLONDE but always has to dye her hair dark for roles.

On that note... I'm off! PS: I was recently at the Oregon Coast and just wanted to show you all the beautiful view. Heaven. (That's on a cliff).

{Me clifftop at Ecola State Park}

Have a great Thursday!

PS: I'm glad Sofia finally got her big break on Modern Family (though I first loved her on DirtySexyMoney) because the photo shoots she used to do before she was famous are quite... cheap looking. haha.

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Dahlings, Dahlings...

Warning: Longest post I will probably ever have- at least it's all in PICTURES.

This post has been a long time coming. I have no words beyond the ones I'll share as we go...

I'm sorry to bore some of you but this Blog is personal to me. As much as it serves as a trivial outlet for me to discuss style items I find aesthetically pleasing and brilliantly beautiful; it also has an element of my personal life and events in it. I couldn't possibly let my Sister get married and not go a little buck crazy in a post dedicated to her (and also because my relatives read my blog like good family members oughta).

Here we go... the day of Jocelyn's Wedding.

The morning of her wedding we had breakfast room-serviced (that's not a correct term) to our suite and though neither my Mom, Me or the Bride-to-be were very hungry... we decided having food and coffee was a wise choice. As you can see with the sunlight permeating through... it was a beautiful day. (below)

What was horrible about the morning was that I had inadvertently used a face wash that I'm allergic to the night before. So literally... I woke up with completely swollen shut eyes. I'm not talking about some puffiness and redness, I'm talking swollen eyelids, swollen undereyes... bad. I spent the bulk of the morning trying to de-puff them. They went down a great deal but I still did watch my Sister get married with puffy eyes- what a shame!

Anyway, after breakfast... we headed off to a Makeup Salon for Hair and Makeup.

Below: Bridesmaid Amy on Left, Jocelyn the Bride on the Right.

After that it was time to have some Champagne and start getting ready to get dressed for the Big Day at the Hotel Suite.

Below: THE DRESS, Jocelyn and Me having some Champagne before we got into our pretty outfits.

My Sister's dress was just as she is (she's never even dyed her hair!): no fluff, no frills, no muss- just simple, classic beauty.

Below: The Dress all ready to be put on the Bride.

Below: My Sister all dressed and ready at the Hotel.

After we were all dressed and became scared to touch lipsticks and brown/red food or drink... we hopped into a Limousine to roam about town and take some pictures and relax before the event.

Left Below: Jocelyn in the Limousine. Right Below: Mother-of-the-Bride and the Bride.

Left Below: All of the Bridesmaids in the Limo. Right Below: Me and my cousin, Olivia, in the Limo.

Upon completion of our beautiful ride... we arrived at the Venue.

Left Below: Ceremony site. Right Below: Reception site.

And then it was a painstaking couple hours at the Venue hanging out in the Bridesmaids den and waiting for the ceremony to start.

Left Below: Cousin Olivia noshing before the ceremony. Right Below: An anxious Bride!

Below: My Little Brother and Me taking some pictures pre-ceremony

Left Below: Me, little Cousin Charlotte, Cousin Olivia Right Below: Little Charlotte

Below: Me, Grandma Fran, Jocie the Bride and Great Aunt Marg. (2 sets of Sisters)

Below: the Bride peeping at the guests. I love this shot.

Below: My Cousins Jason, Tim, Ryan & Shawn ushering guests. I think I have the most handsome cousins around.

Below: Jocelyn and her new nieces, the Flower Girls.

And then, before we knew it... it was time to get Jocelyn married.

Below: Dad and Me RIGHT before heading out to start the ceremony.

Below: The Bridesmaids waiting for the Bride.

Below: The Groom, his nieces and his Groomsman. I learned in England that they do not have a full line of Groomsmen like we have here in States. Thus, Jocie and Dan merged their cultures and he had his Best Man and Jocelyn had all the traditional Maids.

Below: The Wedding Coordinator looks on as my Sister and Dad prepare to head down the aisle.

Below: Here she is! My Dad and My Sister.

Below: And the ceremony began...I was already crying

Below: I was thinking two things throughout the ceremony: 1) I can't believe I'm witnessing my Sister get married and 2) Don't start laughing... don't start laughing!