I'm addicted to tulle

I love how depressing my blog title (The World is My Oyster, but I can't seem to find the pearl) is... typical. Perhaps my goal this school year will to be more positive. (Just changed it. The first step is admitting you have a problem) I'm getting ready for my second wedding this summer. I'm the Maid of Honor (MOH) in this one, which secretly I'm thrilled about. Weddings are like a drug. They depress me, yet I can't get enough. I think this is because secretly (or not so secretly) I know my calling is to be a wedding planner. I've been planning parties since I was 7. If you were so lucky to be an attendee of my 7th birthday party you would know this as it was completely designed by me and was Little Mermaid themed. There was pin the tail on the mermaid, Little Mermaid prizes, and the ultimate, a three layer cake designed by yours truly. I think this is why I like weddings. They are like theme parties (with a little more class, or not so much depending). Many of my friends are getting married soon or have already and they always come to me for wedding planning advice and I don't really understand this as I do not have a boyfriend and am no where close to being married, although I have been in a handful of weddings. I hate giving the advice because usually they are ideas I've collected for my own big day, if it ever happens, but I can't say no... I'm addicted. The flowers, the mushy love stuff, the cake, the dancing, big white dresses, the decor... love it. So here goes wedding #6. Raise your glass of bubbly and lets cut the cake.