Archive for July, 2007

Momzilla

When it comes to weddings and making everything absolutely perfect for family and friends, I don’t believe the phenomenon of “Bridezilla” applies soley to brides. I believe that the parents can also get completely obsessed with making things perfect so that the family doesn’t look bad.

How does that happen? Well, for one thing, weddings are family affairs and back in the day, the young couple gets their wedding paid for by the parents, which sorta means that the parents are throwing this grand affair for their children so that they start off their new life with a bang.

Of course, nowadays, many couples end up either forking over the dough for the entire bill or they split things with the parents. Now, I remember when I was planning my wedding, I decided that money equals power, and while I wasn’t opposed to using any of my parents’ suggestions, I knew that if I took any money from them to pay for the shindig, then it would become much more difficult to say no.

So after being married and talking to other married folk, we have exchanged “war stories” about the wedding planning process. Usually, the complaining revolved around paying for the wedding, the exhorbitant prices of vendors, and parents driving them nuts. Guestlists doubled because the parents “wanted to invite so-and-so,” or “my mom wants this and that.”

Despite all the handy and some not-so-handy guides out there which help you plan a flawless wedding and save money while doing so, how many guides out there tell you how to deal with your meddling parents? I suppose there isn’t any one idea fits all for dealing with your individual parents.

How did I deal with my meddling parents and still got my own special wedding day? Well the original guestlist was huge. They had 200 people to invite all on their own. Yeah, 200 people, and most of them are local. That pretty much guaranteed a wedding of at least 350. After researching venues and deciding what style of wedding I wanted and what the people would want, it started to make sense to split the wedding event into two parts: one was the “American” wedding that I grew up seeing on tv and the other was the Chinese banquet that I grew up attending.

I knew my parents wanted a Chinese banquet, but were “okay” with me having my American style wedding. Eventually I decided to do an American style wedding with just our friends and close relatives. Then the next day, we would throw just a banquet with family friends and extended relatives. I told my mom that this banquet would be “her” event and when I said that, she got really happy and pretty much didn’t ask any questions about details of the wedding day.

Since there aren’t many details involved in a Chinese banquet, she was mostly off my back on 90% of the wedding details. Of course, she did do her part and obsessed over things that mattered to her.

While not everybody’s wedding is large enough to split up into two events, nor would they want to have 2 events in the same weekend, the moral of my story here, I suppose, is to run distraction on the meddling parents.

You give them something for them to worry and obsess over because afterall it’s their children’s wedding. Maybe they feel the need to worry because that’s what parents do. Maybe their wedding was planned for them completely and they never got a chance to plan a wedding. Maybe they are control freaks and don’t trust their children to plan a good wedding because, afterall, in their eyes, you’re only 12 years old. How can a 12 year old know how to plan a wedding?

Scarf Girl, signing off.

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Commuting Sucks

Recently I wrote about how I saw someone eating while driving and wondered if that would be a potentially accident-causing distraction. Well, last week, I saw something that DEFINITELY ranks up there…Reading while driving. Yes, I saw a guy in a BMW convertible reading a New York Times.

I was pretty surprised. I mean, I can understand eating and chatting on the phone, as you’d still be staring at the road, but READING takes your eyes off the road and your eye’s focus for bits at a time. I’d say that’s one of the more dangerous ways to go about your daily commute. Of course, this wasn’t on the highway or anything, but it could still cause an accident.

Scarf Girl, signing off.

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Wedding Dress Post-Wedding

I often wonder what brides do with their wedding gowns after the wedding is over. Sometimes they save it for another celebration they end up doing. I suppose other times they sell it, donate it, or save it (for their daughter/granddaughter).

Well, some people who no longer care about the dress end up doing a “Trash the Dress” session. I had never heard of such a concept until a girl asked me if I wanted to be around to shoot this event. She sent me a link and this is what I saw:

http://trashthedress.wordpress.com/2007/07/19/8-photographers-and-1-dress-trashing/

It’s basically exactly what it sounds like… trashing your wedding dress. So a bride (or a model) wore a dress and went to a very industrial/dirty area to do a shoot (nice contrast between elegance and industrial), then she got into a lake and the dress got completely soaked. Oooooh….TRASH the dress. Hehe. I hope the bride goes through with it because it looks like there’s some great opportunity to take some awesome photos.

Scarf Girl, signing off.

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Commuting Sucks: Eating While Driving

I pulled up to a stoplight this morning and noticed the guy next to me was eating a sandwich or bagel. I wondering… if they are thinking about putting a ban on cellphone usage while driving, what about other things that distract drivers?

I’ve seen many random things like eating, which can cause accidents as somebody looks down to grab more chips/cookies or even drops something on their lap and looks down for a second. Then there’s the women who do makeup while driving. I’m not talking about the ones who do it at stoplights. I’m talking about the ones who have their vanity mirror down and drive while applying lipstick. First of all, I think that’s talent, but secondly, that’s WORSE than talking on a cellphone because they’re focusing their eyes on themselves for seconds at a time.

Scarf Girl, signing off.

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Doh!

My camera hit the sidewalk on its lens over the weekend. My precious new camera! Luckily the lens took the blunt of the damage and my 30D still seems to be taking pictures just fine. My flash sustained a slight scratch on the back and the lens is in the shop hopefully being repaired. Yikes!

On the bright side, I visited Mountain View’s 7-Eleven that was converted to a Kwik-E-Mart for this month. Mmm… Donut…

Scarf Girl, signing off.

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The Finger

So I was doing some research on road rage and such because I think I got a small dose of it while driving around recently. Some guy was honking excessively, stuck his head out the window and used some choice expletives and when I raised my hands to indicate my “what’s your problem?” face, he busted out with a “DON’T YOU EVEN GESTURE AT ME. DON’T MAKE ME COME OUT AND KICK YOUR A**!” Or something to that effect. I didn’t actually catch the words because I was focusing on writing down his license plate number in case he decided to get out of his car and kick mine.

That’s neither here nor there as this entry is supposed to be about the bird! But… He was a very aggressive and speedy driver who apparently felt that he deserved the right to take a turn off lane before me despite the fact that I was several car lengths ahead of him. I suppose to his credit, he was driving WAAAAAY faster than I was. (sarcasm detected).

Anyhoo, we both were cutting across 3 lanes to make a left turn and EVENTHOUGH I was ahead of him (since I turned off first), I was safely making my way across the lanes when he ZOOMS aggressively across the lanes and just as I was about to cut to the left-most lane, he zooms by, nearly allowing me to hit him.

Oooh, I think this guy was just waiting for some kind of excuse to lash out his aggression on somebody and me hitting him would’ve been perfect. Cuz the accident would’ve likely been my fault since I would’ve hit him. Looks like somebody is VERY dissatisfied with something in his life. I realized that you can only get that angry at a perfect stranger if something in your life sucks some big ass f****n balls.

ANYWAYS… (again), so I was researching some road rage because I am considering reporting this guy to some organization or the other because he’s just a ticking time bomb. Personally, I have a few friends who I know would’ve gotten into some trouble because they don’t take crap from anyone. They would’ve fed off of this guy’s anger and just given it right back to him. And who knows, maybe this guy had a gunĀ  and would’ve shot them (things you hear about in LA). Not that my friends’ lives suck, but they can sometimes be easily offended.

So when I researched road rage, I saw, of course, that there is an entry on Wikipedia. Well, they described road rage and listed “the finger” as being used often during road rage. Well, I was curious to see what Wikipedia would say about “the finger” so I clicked it, and lo and behold, there is a picture of the bird in all its glory. It even describes how to do one. Apparently, it is also known as the “highway salute.” Hahaha.

Scarf Girl, signing off.

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Whee! New Camera!

I just took my first shots with my new Canon 30D. Of course, this isn’t by any means the latest and greatest camera out on the market, but after using my old Rebel for 4 years, I felt it was time for something new. It’s LOUD…omg. I think the “click-clack” is louder than my old camera!

Either way, I look forward to shooting with my new camera. I suppose I better learn where all the functions are located as I’ll be attending a wedding next weekend!

Scarf Girl, signing off.

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Dear Blah Blah

So I went to check the mail just now and found some OBVIOUS junkmail addressed to none other than “Blah Blah.” Yes, I kid you not, the name on the envelope says “Blah Blah.” Seriously, the people at these companies need to start running some filters on their mailing lists.

I almost want to call in and say, “Yes, my name is Blah Blah. First name Blah. Last name Blah. I am interested in your insurance quotes.”
Scarf Girl, signing off.

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Bottle Full

So I went to one of my more favorite local cafes to order a sandwich, Cafe Madeleine, and today, I decided to buy a drink to go along with it. Recently, I decided to cut out buying a beverage at every meal (cuz of empty calories and extra 20% cost to my lunch!), but I do like to occasionally imbibe on tasty beverages.

Anyways, Cafe Madeleine likes to sell slightly more upscale/healthy bottled drinks. I decided to try “Purity.Organic”, which is a 16oz bottle. When I unscrewed the cap, I noticed the juice came all the way up to the lip. I’m glad that the bottle wasn’t tilted when I was removing the cap becaused it would’ve spilled all over my keyboard.

Normally, small bottles of juice (and even gatorade), have the juice go partway up. I don’t know if it’s because they want to make it seem like you’re getting more than you really are, or if there’s some kind of air pressure inside the bottles which require a bit of air.

Anyways, I guess the point of my ramblings is that I think it’s cool that Purity.Organic gives you exactly the amount of juice that the bottle will hold.

Scarf Girl, signing off.

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Qoop Booklets

So I recently ordered the some mini photobooks from Qoop (www.qoop.com). I thought it would be cute to add it to a friend’s wedding present since I shot their engagement photos. The print quality is passable but the color seems a bit flat to me. They also seem to do some sharpening on the pics(I think).
I’d say they make cute little books that people could carry around of their children or something. I suppose I would consider printing them again in the future, so that means they’re pretty good in my book.

Scarf Girl, signing off.

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