Showing posts with label weddings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label weddings. Show all posts
Friday, April 20, 2012
Recommended Reading for the Engaged Bride
Emotionally Engaged and The Conscious Bride if you want to look at the psychological side of transitioning from being single to being married. If you don't feel the need, Bridal websites and magazines are highly recommended. Don't go to overload, but read articles about planninng, preparation, relationships with in-laws and other members of the Bridal party. The better your preparation and attention to detail, the smoother your big day will go!
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
$3500 Engagement Ring Accidentally Given to Goodwill
The Bride has now become the diamond. The Groom hid the ring in the pocket of an old coat, which he then, having forgotten about the ring, donated to Goodwill. Moral of the story -- just give her the ring -- and insure it! Congratulations to the happy couple! And to the finder, please return the ring! Bridal Coaching for your Happily Ever After.
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Monday, April 16, 2012
Feeding Tube Weight Loss -- Insanity
This is a dangerous, danagerous fad and any doctor who does it is unethical. If you need to lose weight before your wedding, see your own doctor or a registered dietician, recommended by your doctor. There are no quick fixes. Many brides lose weight from the stress of planning their weddings -- that is one thing. But fad diets or feeding tubes are short-term and may be dangerous or even fatal. You not only want to live to see your wedding day, you want to go on and be a married woman -- a wife. Ask yourself, what is the weight I want to be for life? And what do I need to be eating to get there. If you ate three - five (small)healthy meals a day, would that do it? If you gave up soft drinks, would that do it? How about candy, baked goods, and fast foods? You know what you should be eating. And don't forget about exercise! Please, please do not endanger your life for your perfect day! A sane, calm bride is a happy, PERFECT, bride! If you need help with staying on track, Bridal Coaching is for you. At Perfect Bridal Coaching I work with all my brides on having a safe and sane perfect wedding experience.
Friday, March 9, 2012
It's almost time....
Wedding Season is almost upon us. Actually, many Brides are now in the stages of planning their weddings. This is the time to get organized, whether you are using Wedding Planning Software, a notebook, or the "old-fashioned" index card system. The more organized you are, the easier the process will be, the more detailed you wil be able to get and the more "Perfect" your wedding planning experience will be. For help, please visit us at Perfect Bridal Coaching, www.perfectbridalcoaching.com, and give us a call if you would like some coaching! Best wishes! Paula
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Exquisite Wedding
Last night I attended the most exquisite wedding. It wasn't just that the bride was beautiful -- she is beautiful every day, or that the venue was breathtaking. This wedding was low-key, elegant and fun. The food was fabulous, the cake beautiful, the dress a creation. But what made this wedding special was all the love in the room. You could see that all the guests were really connected to the bride and groom and really happy for them. The wedding was beautiful and inspiring. And the bride was the calmest bride I have ever seen. Best wishes to the beautiful couple for a long and happy life together!
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Wedding Planners
Wedding Planners can make planning your wedding easy and stress-free (or less stessful), or not. When looking for a Wedding Planner, be sure to research the Planner/Company thoroughly. Ask a lot of questions:
* How many weddings have you planned?
* What is your training/background?
* How many cell phones do you have? (Believe it or not, there are wedding planners not reachable by phone)!
* Can I speak with two or three of your Brides (for references)?
Most importantly, make sure you are both clear what services the planner with be providing and what all the fees total. It goes without saying, follow your gut, and hire someone you like! Your wedding planner should be your best friend on the day of your wedding. And for help with your head-set, Bridal Coaching is available for you!
* How many weddings have you planned?
* What is your training/background?
* How many cell phones do you have? (Believe it or not, there are wedding planners not reachable by phone)!
* Can I speak with two or three of your Brides (for references)?
Most importantly, make sure you are both clear what services the planner with be providing and what all the fees total. It goes without saying, follow your gut, and hire someone you like! Your wedding planner should be your best friend on the day of your wedding. And for help with your head-set, Bridal Coaching is available for you!
Monday, March 1, 2010
Weddings Trump All!
In some cultures almost nothing stops a wedding. The joining of two souls is considered so important, that a wedding trumps all. In Santiago, Chile, on Saturday, February 27, hours after a devastating 8.8 earthquake had battered the country, one bride emerged from a limo and ascended the steps of la Catedral Metropolitana to get married. Her wedding would go on, an afirmation of life itself!
Congratulations to the newlyweds!
Congratulations to the newlyweds!
Monday, January 11, 2010
Wedding Can Do!
See weddingcans.com for a novel way to raise money to pay for your wedding. Andrea and Pete are recycling aluminum cans in order to raise the $4,000 they need to pay for their July 31 wedding.
Monday, September 7, 2009
The People Make the Wedding
Remember, no matter how beautiful the flowers, the dress, the tables, it is ultimately and finally the people who make a Wedding beautiful. It is the love shared by the Bride and Groom with their family and friends that makes the Day!
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Taking Pictures
The preparation for a Wedding can take a year. The day goes by in a blink -- probably the fastest 8 hours you'll ever have. And you may be so overwhelmed, with all the people, rituals, photography, etc., that you don't have an opportunity to take everything in. I recommend to all my brides that they have lots of photos, and videotape taken. The photos are what you will have forever to commemorate this one special -- this one Perfect -- day. Encourage all your friends to bring cameras. Some of my favorite wedding photos are ones taken by friends -- candid, spontaneous shots not taken by my professional photographers. After the wedding and honeymoon were over, I entertained myself by photoshopping some of my own photos with special effects, etc. It was so much fun! These photos will enhance your memories and whenever you look at them you will get to re-experience your Wedding Day. Have fun!
Coach Paula
Coach Paula
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
It's Still Wedding Season
All the beautiful brides are getting ready for their big day! They are thinking about many things, including the cost of the wedding, will everything be perfect, will they look like a queen -- the usual. But there is also something else happening. Each girl/woman is preparing to step into a new life, a new identity, new responsibilities. The veil will be lifted and the joy will abound! Celebrate! This is a River Crossing and there is no going back! You are joining a new club! If you need help along the way, consider Bridal Coach. At Perfect Bridal Coaching, we coach from Engagement through the First Year of Marriage and beyond.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
The Wedding
I heard someone talking about how she had to get a dress for a wedding she was going to -- a dress for the wedding and outfits for the other pre and post-wedding events. Then she said she was going on a long trip and was not buying anything. I asked her the difference between the wedding and the trip. The trip is regular life, she said. Museums, restaurants, hiking, touring -- regular life. But a wedding -- a wedding is special, she said. A special occasion where everyone -- not just the bride -- wants to look their best because it adds to the specialness. I liked that.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Gavriella Lerner for Chabad.org
The Ladies ClubMy First Mikvah ExperienceBy Gavriella Lerner
"But whyyyyyyyy did Mommy go in without us?" I was three years old, and I had been very excited when, in their inability to secure a babysitter, my parents had let me come along in the car for their drive to the West Side. I was excited for all the fun, grown-up activities that I was going to be included in that night. We stopped in front of a rather nondescript building and my mother left the car to go in, leaving my father and I behind. Suddenly, this outing was not so fun anymore. As I whined out my question, my quick-thinking father replied, "Mommy has to go to the ladies' club. She will only be there a little bit. We have to wait here because we are not ladies." Even at three, I shared his trait of quick-thinking and responded, "You are not a lady, but I am! You call me your 'little lady' all the time!" He smiled and laughed at both my wit and my innocence and replied, "You are my little lady, but the ladies' club in not for little three-year-old ladies; it is for grown-up married ladies. Please G‑d, when you are a grown-up married lady, you will join the club." By the time the conversation was over, my mother had returned to the car. I had no more questions that evening, and it would be a decade or so before I would know about the physical cycle that necessitates the use of the ladies' club, as well what happens in there.
I wanted my mother to be there as I began this special journey in my lifeSeventeen years have passed since that night with my parents in the car. Much has changed since then. I have younger brothers now; my mother no longer has to travel to West Side because Chabad has opened up a lovely new "branch" of the ladies' club on the East Side, and, most importantly, I was just inducted into the club a few hours ago. My mother accompanied me on this special mission. Weeks of preparing, planning, and studying have all come down to tonight, and I wanted my mother to be there as I began this special journey in my life and my relationship with G‑d and the Jewish People. We were escorted to the special bridal room, reserved for brides who are entering the club for the first time. After I bathed, my mother, who is a seasoned member of the club, made sure I properly prepared by flossing my teeth, combing my hair very carefully, scrubbing behind my ears, and cutting my nails. She gave me helpful hints, because she knows better than I do after the hundreds of times she has done this. As soon as she was satisfied that I was ready for my "initiation," we pressed the button to call the attendant.
I was all ready to jump into the warm, inviting water, but the mikvah attendant wanted to go over some final details first, like how to fully immerse, not to squeeze my eyes tight, or clench my fists, and to make sure my feet leave the bottom for a split second. Then, she took a few minutes to explain to me that my time in the water would be a particularly auspicious time for prayer, and that I should enter with the proper kavanah, concentration. She also explained some of the deeper meanings behind the journey I was about to embark on. My mother beamed proudly the entire time, so happy to be initiating her eldest into this finest, most special of clubs. The water felt magical; it took all of thirty seconds to be finished dunking, but it was the most special and intimate thirty seconds I have experienced in my entire life until now. As recommended by the mikvah attendant, I spent a few more minutes alone in the water, praying to G‑d, and feeling closer than I ever had before, and I felt like I suddenly knew so much more about life and about my Creator, than I ever could have had the chance to before. I felt like my soul had been cleansed, even more deeply than my body.
She felt the pride of a mother who has done something rightAfter drying off and getting dressed, my mother met me outside to bestow the parental blessing on me, praying that I should be like our fore-mothers Sarah, Rebecca, Leah, and Rachel. She sobbed as she said it, for the moment was bitter-sweet for her. It was bitter, because in just a few short hours, she would be giving me away and sending me off to begin a new life with my husband; bitter because being a woman in her early fifties, she knew that as I begin an affiliation with this wonderful club that will, please G‑d, last many years, her own trips to the ladies club were numbered. It was sweet because she had been privileged to experience this special event with me, her only daughter, just us, no husband, and no little brothers. But most of all, it was sweet because of her past. You see, the chain of our mothers had been broken for a few generations; my mother did not even know of the existence of the ladies' club until she and my father had been married for over a year. She rekindled that lost flame, and now knows that she has also successfully transmitted it to the next generation. There is hope that the break that happened before will, with G‑d's help, never happen again. She felt the pride of a mother who has done something right, as she watches her daughter eagerly follow in her footsteps. We both felt connected to our foremothers from generations past, who guarded this club and its regulations with the most intense ferocity.
I still have more ahead of me; I am sure the chupah will bring on similar emotions. But tonight, I have begun a mission and been imbued with a new sense of purpose and destiny. I will bring these with me to the wedding, and G‑d willing, into everything my husband and I will do for the rest of our lives. With new beginnings come new chances, opportunities, optimism. I pray that G‑d allows us to make the most it. But now, I must sleep; there will be lots to do tomorrow. Mazal Tov, and goodnight!
By Gavriella Lerner More articles...
Gavrialla is a senior at Stern College for Women majoring in English, and lives in Queens with her husband.
"But whyyyyyyyy did Mommy go in without us?" I was three years old, and I had been very excited when, in their inability to secure a babysitter, my parents had let me come along in the car for their drive to the West Side. I was excited for all the fun, grown-up activities that I was going to be included in that night. We stopped in front of a rather nondescript building and my mother left the car to go in, leaving my father and I behind. Suddenly, this outing was not so fun anymore. As I whined out my question, my quick-thinking father replied, "Mommy has to go to the ladies' club. She will only be there a little bit. We have to wait here because we are not ladies." Even at three, I shared his trait of quick-thinking and responded, "You are not a lady, but I am! You call me your 'little lady' all the time!" He smiled and laughed at both my wit and my innocence and replied, "You are my little lady, but the ladies' club in not for little three-year-old ladies; it is for grown-up married ladies. Please G‑d, when you are a grown-up married lady, you will join the club." By the time the conversation was over, my mother had returned to the car. I had no more questions that evening, and it would be a decade or so before I would know about the physical cycle that necessitates the use of the ladies' club, as well what happens in there.
I wanted my mother to be there as I began this special journey in my lifeSeventeen years have passed since that night with my parents in the car. Much has changed since then. I have younger brothers now; my mother no longer has to travel to West Side because Chabad has opened up a lovely new "branch" of the ladies' club on the East Side, and, most importantly, I was just inducted into the club a few hours ago. My mother accompanied me on this special mission. Weeks of preparing, planning, and studying have all come down to tonight, and I wanted my mother to be there as I began this special journey in my life and my relationship with G‑d and the Jewish People. We were escorted to the special bridal room, reserved for brides who are entering the club for the first time. After I bathed, my mother, who is a seasoned member of the club, made sure I properly prepared by flossing my teeth, combing my hair very carefully, scrubbing behind my ears, and cutting my nails. She gave me helpful hints, because she knows better than I do after the hundreds of times she has done this. As soon as she was satisfied that I was ready for my "initiation," we pressed the button to call the attendant.
I was all ready to jump into the warm, inviting water, but the mikvah attendant wanted to go over some final details first, like how to fully immerse, not to squeeze my eyes tight, or clench my fists, and to make sure my feet leave the bottom for a split second. Then, she took a few minutes to explain to me that my time in the water would be a particularly auspicious time for prayer, and that I should enter with the proper kavanah, concentration. She also explained some of the deeper meanings behind the journey I was about to embark on. My mother beamed proudly the entire time, so happy to be initiating her eldest into this finest, most special of clubs. The water felt magical; it took all of thirty seconds to be finished dunking, but it was the most special and intimate thirty seconds I have experienced in my entire life until now. As recommended by the mikvah attendant, I spent a few more minutes alone in the water, praying to G‑d, and feeling closer than I ever had before, and I felt like I suddenly knew so much more about life and about my Creator, than I ever could have had the chance to before. I felt like my soul had been cleansed, even more deeply than my body.
She felt the pride of a mother who has done something rightAfter drying off and getting dressed, my mother met me outside to bestow the parental blessing on me, praying that I should be like our fore-mothers Sarah, Rebecca, Leah, and Rachel. She sobbed as she said it, for the moment was bitter-sweet for her. It was bitter, because in just a few short hours, she would be giving me away and sending me off to begin a new life with my husband; bitter because being a woman in her early fifties, she knew that as I begin an affiliation with this wonderful club that will, please G‑d, last many years, her own trips to the ladies club were numbered. It was sweet because she had been privileged to experience this special event with me, her only daughter, just us, no husband, and no little brothers. But most of all, it was sweet because of her past. You see, the chain of our mothers had been broken for a few generations; my mother did not even know of the existence of the ladies' club until she and my father had been married for over a year. She rekindled that lost flame, and now knows that she has also successfully transmitted it to the next generation. There is hope that the break that happened before will, with G‑d's help, never happen again. She felt the pride of a mother who has done something right, as she watches her daughter eagerly follow in her footsteps. We both felt connected to our foremothers from generations past, who guarded this club and its regulations with the most intense ferocity.
I still have more ahead of me; I am sure the chupah will bring on similar emotions. But tonight, I have begun a mission and been imbued with a new sense of purpose and destiny. I will bring these with me to the wedding, and G‑d willing, into everything my husband and I will do for the rest of our lives. With new beginnings come new chances, opportunities, optimism. I pray that G‑d allows us to make the most it. But now, I must sleep; there will be lots to do tomorrow. Mazal Tov, and goodnight!
By Gavriella Lerner More articles...
Gavrialla is a senior at Stern College for Women majoring in English, and lives in Queens with her husband.
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