On Sunday, January 8th, Jennefer and Jamsky and I attended the Bridal Showcase – a wedding tradeshow held in the Charlotte Convention Center. There were low expectations on actually getting useful information, and high expectations on seeing the tackiest of the tacky. I won on both counts.
I’ve never seen so many ice sculptures. I also don’t really have a commentary on ice sculptures, because you either like them or not, but I did hear a great ice sculpture story. A co-worker told me that at his friend’s wedding, a guy had too much to drink and decided that he could (and SHOULD!) punch an ice sculpture with his bare fist. The ice sculpture won the fight. I didn’t want an ice sculpture before I heard that story – they’re just not for me, I’d rather have decorations that don’t drip or have such a polarizing effect on others – but now they are banned from the wedding in case someone decides to pick a fight with one.
Gut check: That photo is either creepy/hilarious to you, or very sweet. My favorite part is the groom in the background – you know he’s thinking, “I hate that frog. He gets all the action.”
I gathered about 9 pounds of brochures, catalogs, flyers, inserts, coupons, business cards. Now, Erik’s pet peeve is seeing a poorly designed website. Mine is seeing poorly designed promotions – be it a television commercial or a flyer. Some brides may choose vendors based on references – I choose mine based on font selection and design. 90% of these places failed miserably. In fact, only one place escaped my scathing dissatisfaction in graphic design (and business name) – Hansel & Gretel, a cake bakery. Their logo was cloying, their cake was FANTASTIC. However, Edible Art just may be the winner – the best cake design, the second best taste, the best promotional material. I WISH I could remember the name of the bakery whose cake was actually salty. Or the place where the cake wasn’t moist – it was slimy. Or the one that used Betty Crocker mix (you can’t fool me!)
This dress was the original costume for the White Witch in The Chronicles of Narnia. What you saw in the movie was all smoke and mirrors.
There were a few poor girls… 18, 19 maybe? They were being paid $10 an hour to parade around the trade show floor in wedding gowns. It may seem like a good way to make a buck, but everyone kept stepping on their trains or saying things like “That dress looks like a cupcake exploded!” One booth for Water, Water Everywhere hired girls to parade around in bathing suits. Now, I’m not going to lie to you. When I was a model, I did some work in revealing outfits such as this. But it was in front of a photographer or group of fashion show attendants – not horny vendors and brides who could care less. Those poor girls. I hope they received a higher wage. If not, they should join the union.
Don’t get me wrong – we actually did get some good information. But the $10 admission was well spent in people/vendor watching alone.
I think we may now know why you didn’t see the guy from Asbury there. He was probably too busy following around the the 18 year old models.
You think the photographer of the Bride/Frog was going for the old “kiss a frog, he turns into a prince” thing? If so, do you get extra points if the frog is spitting like above?
Oh, I understand what the photographer was going for. I just wonder if it was intentional for it to come out so mind-blowingly phallic.
I still say you should have an ice scupture of your heads. giant, ice heads.
1. If I remember correctly, Mark wouldn’t let me use some vendor I found simply because of their website design.
2. I want to see an ice sculpture of Hutch.
3. You are a brave woman. Those expos scare the living s out of me.
4. Do you think that frog sculpture couple look back on that picture and laugh their asses off? For their kids sake, I sure hope so….