deep_red_bells: ([Wedding] Flowers)

It’s Saturday, May the 9th, early in the evening. The temperature is cool, a fair amount of clouds in the sky, the scent and feel of rain charging the air--but thus far, the precipitation has held off. The inside of Mr and Mrs Jacquemart-André's residence is gently lit, filled with white and pale colored roses and lilies, romantic music is playing softly, the entire atmosphere one of elegance and candlelight.

ooc: all threads are up, and seriously--feel free to post wherever you want. That's why I set things up this way. If you were invited, this post is your playground. The only thing I ask is that non-wedding party members not crowd up the ceremony thread too much with reactions, especially once the vows start--we just don't want it to get lost in the shuffle. :) Otherwise, have fun!

deep_red_bells: (OOC)
I'll most likely get the post up for the wedding late tomorrow morning, which would, technically, be Saturday evening in Paris. Once it's up, everyone who was invited is free to post wherever they like. There will be several sub-sections for arriving, ceremony, reception, etc., so no one is constrained to waiting for things to move along so they can play wherever and whenever they want to play.

I hope everyone has fun--it's a wedding, sure, but also a party! :D
deep_red_bells: ([Emote] Bit nervous)
Hi, I'm just going to be over here in the corner having a meltdown over floral arrangements.

[CP] 61.6

Apr. 21st, 2009 10:01 am
deep_red_bells: ([Appearance] Teary eyed)

Discuss a time when you doubted the strength of your relationship.


It still fit. It was snug, slightly uncomfortable when she sat down, and she certainly wouldn’t be able to bend over--but then, who the hell bends over in their wedding dress anyway?

Baileigh stood in front of the mirror and stared blandly at her reflection, toyed experimentally with her hair and tucked the mass of curls back into pins. She tried it on almost daily, not out of the breathless anticipation of most brides--or at least not solely that--but because she was terrified it would be too smile when it came time for her to walk down the aisle.

It was a beautiful dress. Pale gold with just a hint of silver brocade on the bodice. It suited her, complimented her figure. The material was elegant without being overly delicate, she didn‘t do well with delicate fabric. She’d walk barefoot down the aisle, which might be a surprise to some, but after finding the pretty crystal barefoot sandals it seemed like a better decision. No one would be able to see her shoes anyway. She had everything. Her jewelry. Her garter and lingerie. Every accessory and detail taken care of.

Pinpointing the source of her sudden loss of excitement and sparkle wasn’t difficult. She fiddled with her tiara and her veil , smoothed her hair. The little voice in the back of her head kept hissing at her. He only asked you to marry him because he thought you were gonna die. Now you’ve quit slaying and he’ll be stuck with you. You were stupid and got yourself pregnant--how long do you think it’ll take before he’s had enough? You’re making him change. This isn’t what he wanted. Who the hell are you kidding?

She sat down in the closest chair, bent over and rested her head in her hands as tears threatened--or tried, and the fabric resisted and constricted her movements, which did nothing to help her calm the sobs that threatened. She stood up and fought at the zipper in a tearful fit. Shut up, she thought savagely. Just shut up, stop it. You’re being ridiculous.

Except the voice didn’t go away, and she left her dress in a crumpled heap on the chair.

Muse: Baileigh Solis
Fandom: Buffy the Vampire Slayer/Alias crossover
Word Count: 370
Partner: Julian Sark ([personal profile] elementof_risk), rp based
deep_red_bells: ([Appearance] Dress up)
[Claire (
[profile] girl_ofsecrets ) used with nothing but love]

Though Baileigh realized it was a necessity, she couldn't help but wish that this woman would go just a little bit easier on the merchandise, and she wasn't talking about the dress. Unless the dress was beginning to feel manhandled as well, in which case it had her deepest sympathies and she'd be more than happy to rebel with it.

"This will need to be taken in."

Baileigh winced as the material around her waist was jerked and rearranged and pinned; she resisted, with a rather admirable show of restraint, she thought, the urge to snatch one of those damn pins and stab the lady--what the hell was her name? Cathy?--in the eye with it. Maybe not the eye. Maybe the eye was a little too extreme. Stick her in the thigh with it, that wouldn't feel too good and no one would go blind. "Obviously."

Her grumble didn't go unheard, or the tone unnoticed, but the soft 'tsk' before the question made it pretty obvious that Cathy--or was it Carol?--thought Baileigh was being a wuss. )
deep_red_bells: ([Emote] Pain)



deep_red_bells: ([Appearance] Dress up)

So, I've looked at 99,000,000 bridesmaid dresses--no, seriously, I have. And guess what? They're 87.6% hideous. Yep. And, as is the luck of Baileigh, if I do like them, they don't come in the right colors.


I've decided that while I really like the elegance of the floor length dresses, it's a spring wedding, so I think I'd prefer tea length. Yes, I'd prefer it, you have to wear it, I'm the bride, shut up. :P

I do, however, want to get some opinions. Doesn't mean I'll heed them, but hey, at least I'm asking.

Pay no attention to the colors. Just the styles.

So. Freaking. Many. Dresses. I spare your f-lists because I love. )

Mkay, so. Thoughts? Yays, nays, ews, aws, suggestions, comments, smart assed remarks?

deep_red_bells: ([Appearance] Chin in hand)


Need to ask you something, kiddo.



Just letting you know you're my maid of honor, bitch. I'm not asking I'm telling. NO OPTION! NO SOUP FOR YOU! MASTER CHIEF SAY SO!



I know it's been a rough time lately, but you're still gonna be a bridesmaid in my wedding...right? I promise no ugly colors or abominations of shoes.


deep_red_bells: ([Emote] Smitten)
Couple of things, the first being that LJ is fucking with my notifs hardcore, and I don't appear to be the only one, but, you know, just wanted to let everyone know I'm not ignoring them, I'm just not getting my e-mail notifications.

The second being, well...the 9th of May? You might want to save the date. It's an important date.
deep_red_bells: ([Expressive] A little unhappy)

You can have a tiara and a veil, right? Or is that overkill?

I miss not having a mom. Moms are supposed to look over your shoulder and annoy the hell out of you by giving you their unasked for opinion on everything when you're looking through wedding magazines and stuff. They're supposed to tell you that you don't have enough boobs to fill out Dress A and Dress B will make your hips look big, etc.

Someone please be my mom until this is done. :(

ETA: Dear Steve Madden, please lay off whatever it is you're smoking.

No, really. Lay off.

deep_red_bells: ([Emote] Shy flirty smile)

What Your Ideal Wedding Dress Says About You

Your Personal Style:

Eclectic and very unique. You don't follow fashion. You prefer to create your own trends.

Your Ideal Wedding:

Just the two of you, saying your vows while skydiving or flying around in a hot air balloon.

Your Philosophy on Marriage:

It's a risk like everything else, and hopefully a big adventure.

Your Perfect Marriage:

Having someone to share memories with, without feeling tied down or constrained

While I'm really, really fine with the 'just the two of us' idea, hi, terrified of heights.


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Baileigh Solis

December 2010



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