Time’s a funny thing when you’re getting married. No matter who you talk to will tell you that once the date is set, the time flies in.
Twenty-two months? Suuure, I thought. But that’s (almost) how long it’s been, and for me being engaged was a roller-coaster of wedding-planning, mood-boarding, blogging and meeting lots and lots of wedding suppliers and fellow brides to be, both online and in person. I’ve vacillated over teal versus baby blue, vintage-y vintage or retro-y vintage, and Christian Louboutin versus New Look. Welcome to Planet Wedding, population: me.
It’s been enjoyable, it’s been emotional, it’s been bloody exhausting at times. And now I’ve come down with full-blown Bride Brain. The final insult.
Like it’s sister condition, the ubiquitous Man Flu, Bride Brain’s existence very is a thing of debate. Urban Dictionary however, acknowledges the ailment as a genuine phenomenon, defining it:
[box]“A less invasive, but more expensive version of a frontal lobotomy. Experienced by most brides, as they enter a catatonic state which renders them incapable of sustaining any thought or conversation that does not involve cake, caterers, flowers, wedding dress designers, Chinese wedding dress knockoff designers, updo’s, hair pieces, color schemes, wedding themes, and personalized M&M’s.” [/box]
Oh come on, have you SEEN those Chinese wedding dress knockoffs? They are the stuff of nightmares.
I think this definition is too narrow, however. It fails to incorporate the outer-laying symptoms of Bride Brain. Take me for example. Apart from time speeding up, my other main symptom is my brain slowing down. Honest to god, I’ve put important wedding-related items in safe keeping only to discover a week later I can’t remember exactly where that safe place is. … where did I hide my wedding earrings again?
I make to-do lists daily.
I’ve been unable to have a conversation with my mam that doesn’t include something about her chasing up people who haven’t RSVPed, every chat with my brother descends into photo booth planning. All my friend Katie and I talk about any more is which type of veil is superior.
The irony of course being that I started the blog so I could wax lyrical on updos and updonts, but as the date draws nearer, I find my self with less and less time to do so.
Urban Dictionary’s definition leaves out one other critical piece of information about Bride Brain.
It is temporary. So give me a few months and I’ll be sharp as a tack again, and time will go back to normal speed, but I can’t make any promises about not taking weddings all the time! But I’ll be happy with that.
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