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I swear I couldn’t think of a more clever title than that.  Fortunately it does make sense because this post is partly about a woman’s top half, or more specifically my top half.

heading out with my girls on a return trip to my college campus, not my best face…

See, Mr. Sword had opinions regarding what I wear or more specifically the dresses I wear, and I’m not sure what is more abnormal, that fact that he’s a guy and cares about my style of dress, or that he prefers me to show off my cleavage as opposed to hiding it from the rest of the world.  Before I go any further I should note that I do solicit the opinions, but instead of the more common male response of, “Yea looks good, I can’t tell a difference from the last thing you wore,” Mr. Swords says things like, “I don’t really care for that one.”

I must backtrack for a minute.  There are three reasons Mr. Sword’s clothing opinions make me laugh.

1.  Sometimes it’s a competition of who likes my boobs more, myself or Mr. Sword.  I’ve had boobs since I was 11, I can’t remember life without them.  And I’ve always enjoyed wearing tighter, more low-cut tops.  In high school, my friends and I even nicknamed them Mitzi and Ditzie (I can’t believe I just shared that online!)  And since moving to Illinois, they’ve been known as The Minnesota Twins.  Get it?  🙂  So yea, he’s a guy, he likes boobs (duh) but I really like them too!  They’re fun for everyone.

2. Mr. Sword is one of the most laid-back people I’ve ever met.  He doesn’t have strong feelings about most things.  He could care less about the fact that I rarely make him a home-cooked dinner, that I get tipsy after one glass of wine, or that I’m a huge dork who likes to sing to herself while cleaning the house naked (true fact that’s also embarrassing, clothes only slow me down).  But yet, he DEFINITELY notices and cares about what I wear!

3. Mr. Sword secretly LOVES it when other guys hit on me.  So not typical, right?  One day a group of us were walking through a busy intersection, the girls in the front, the boys in the back, so there was no indication that I was with Mr. Sword.  Well I was wearing a very tight black dress, and some guy leans out of his car to holler at me that, “Damn, you’re wearing that dress really well.”  I turn around to look at my then-boyfriend and he’s just grinning away.  If it had happened to another one of my friends, her husband would have been ready to throw a punch!  Sometimes I think it’s a cultural thing.  When we used to go out more with Mr. Sword’s Scottish friends in Chicago, I noticed that all of his friends flirted with me and the other girls despite who was dating who.  I asked one of Mr. Sword’s buddies, “Why is it OK to hit on your friend’s girlfriend?”  And he replied, “Better your friend than a guy you don’t know.”  Good point.

This all brings me back to the fact that Mr. Sword is VERY picky about the dresses I wear.  He strongly dislikes all vintage, old-fashioned looking, modest, or conservative style dresses.  Oh and flowers.  He doesn’t like rosettes or floral prints on me either.  I know, so demanding!!  Mr. Sword is so low-key most of the time, and he never makes me feel bad about what I’m wearing, but when I ask him if he likes something, he gives me an honest answer, as he should.  Over the years, I’ve been able to figure out which ones he’ll like and which ones he won’t (which sometimes I still buy anyway because hey, I can’t have my boobs out all the time!)

Finally, this brings me to my long-winded point.  I MUST look SEXY on my wedding day.  I think my dress is up to the challenge, but when I was trying on wedding dresses this summer and bridal consultant after bridal consultant kept telling me that my fiancé will like anything I wear, and it won’t matter as long as I’m happy, I had to explain to them that they are wrong and some guys do care!

Ready to see some of Mr. Sword’s LEAST favorite dresses?

Our first Easter together. Didn’t know he hated this until MONTHS later…


at a friend’s wedding, I love this dress and wear it frequently, despite his opinions


Easter 2011

I’ve recently decided that I dress too juvenile for an almost 29-year-old and I should really start dressing more conservatively!  HA.  The man wants cleavage and cleavage he shall get!  It is his wedding too after all!

Just in case you need more proof of Mr. Sword’s opinions, during the inventory review at our premarital counseling session with our Pastor (more on that soon), when answering the question what is one thing you’d change about your partner physically, Mr. Sword said “style of dress!”  Granted that’s better than height or weight, but not better than “other.”

Is your partner really opinionated about what you wear?  Do they get jealous if someone else hits on you?  OH and yay for boobs!


Trash the Dress: Sisters Edition

That’s right, Sister/MOH Big Eyes and I are going to do a post-wedding photo shoot with both of us in our bridal gowns, and it’s gonna be AH-MAZING!! And no, we’re not really going to trash our dresses, both Mom Sword and Sister were shocked with the “trashing” terminology, and Mom Sword said I need to keep my dress around for my kids and their kids, etc.  OK fine.  Our Trash the Dress session will be more of a casual, outdoorsy photo shoot with our dresses (and possibly our men) and it will take place in our hometown and possibly in our own backyard.  We might walk in the grass but there will be no mud, sand, paint, or jumping in a pool for us.

I find some Trash the Dress photos to be stunning…

And others, can be a bit too much…

image via Desi van Zyl Photography/ Photo by Riess Photography

Sister Big Eyes came up with the idea of us posing together in our dresses and I was overjoyed at the suggestion.  We will do our Trash the Dress sisters shoot the evening following her daytime Sunday fancy picnic wedding with our hair and make-up conveniently already done, and while her photographer is still in our midst.  When Sister first suggested it, she simply said we should take a few photos together of us in our gowns after her reception.  Of course me being me I ran with the idea and daydreamed about setting aside a three-hour long photo shoot with multiple locations all over the Twin Cities.  I think we’re going to end up somewhere in the middle of our two ideas and I know it will be perfect.  I was flattered that she didn’t mind sharing the end of her day with me and then proceeded to freak out when I realized I will have to fit into my dress three months after my wedding and only two months after my fabulous honeymoon.

Recently I got to try on Evie (remember when I named my bridal gown?) again at the bridal salon when I was home for our third planning trip and the annual family reunion.  But that wasn’t why we were there, the real reason I was back at the salon was to see Sister Big Eyes in her bridal gown for the FIRST TIME (unfortunately I missed the appointment where she found it).

Isn’t she beautiful?

Sorry, I can’t show you her dress either!   But I will tell you she bought a dress by the same designer as I did.

Sister Big Eyes bought her dress at the same bridal salon where I bought my dress and my bridesmaid’s dresses (I promise I’ll get to that eventually!).  I’m so happy she found the dress of her dreams and trust me when I say it looks gorgeous on her!  It was a bit surreal being at the shop, Mom Sword taking photos of her two daughters in their bridal gowns.  It was a special and rare moment for the three of us.

There was another family dress shopping while we were re-trying on our gowns; they had three sisters in their family and one even shared my name!  Two of the daughters were getting married six months apart.  So clearly, we are not alone in having a double wedding year!

Outside of the salon

(all photos personal unless otherwise noted)

What do you think of our “Trash the Dress: Sisters Edition” idea?  Are you trashing your dress?