I am an Oregonian who traded in the rain of Portland for the tinsel of Los Angeles five years ago. Four years later, I met another Oregonian who had done the same. Bill and I basically grew up a few miles apart and eventually our paths crossed many miles and years later. Strange how things work out. It didn't take long to figure out where we were headed... only two weeks in, he very subtly asked what kind of ring I wanted. Six months later, a proposal. Score!
I am literally, very seriously, in 100% complete and total honesty, the dead last one of my friends to get married. (Except for, like, two people.) I have been a maid of honor twice. A bridesmaid four other times, maybe more, I've lost count. Bottom line: I am ALL over this wedding planning business.
