Oh My GOFF!

I'm back in the DC area after adventures in L.A., Iowa and recently South Carolina. Every morning I wake up, energized and ready to help you get around your traffic troubles! While I love the job, roads aren't the only things I like to talk about- that's the beauty of this blog! Thanks for stopping by and feel free to comment... I'll respond!

Thursday, January 31, 2008

What Say you? Before "I Do!"

If you wake up with the 9 News Morning team you probably know that I'll be officially off the market come April. Yes I'll be joining the wives club and while I can't wait- like most brides-to-be I'm feeling a little exWhelmed ...that would be Excited + Overwhelmed together. No matter where you live I'm sure there's others that share the feeling. Because of that, I shall declare the 24 hours in the middle of the week "Wedding Wednesdays".

Topic Numero Uno: Shoes Blues

I flew down south (SC wedding) for an engagement party this past weekend. My vintage dress by L.A.M.B. and the hair paid homage to Jane Russell. The hot chic in the hot pink is Jackie Reis- one of my beautiful b-maids. And yes, that is "Wine Out" in my pocket! The day before the big blow-out which I would have to say was Goff-da-chain (thanks hosts!) I had my first wedding dress fitting, an incredible experience. I'm having my gown made to resemble a $14,000 Oscar de la Renta. As you would expect the father of the bride wasn't a fan of the original. At the fitting, to my darling wedding planner's dismay I tried the oversized but elegant doile on with 4.5 inch heels. Marcell is pushing a shorter wedge for two reasons: Comfort & Location. Part of my reception will be tented over SC soil... ground said to be so loose you can't find a house in the state that would put a basement in it.
Call me vain- but I feel a higher heel grows me...makes me look skinnier. I hiss at the lucky girls who get away with elegant flats and kitten heels. I hate the fakers- you know the brides in JCrew magazine who look comfortable and perfectly balanced on those 2.5" half d'orsays. HEIGHT: I wasn't born with it- I gotta buy it.

So I've spent days and weeks searching for the perfect 4 inchers- a pair with maybe a little platform that doesn't look like they belong on a... you know. It's an accessory my fiancee' constantly reminds... no one will ever see. But my quest for the perfect kicks continues and now I'm finding myself WITH a rock and a hard place.

I must do BLUE.

I'm obsessed with the idea as my "Something Blue" on the big day. I think they'll be sassy PLUS I can wear them again- with this summer callin' on color for a comeback. My dress is off-white and 100% pure chantilly lace. I was considering gold shoes (like my b-maids) but now this task has taken a dramatic turn. I'm thinking soft blue ..pale or baby- but tiffany could be cute. Weather Kim wants me to be bold- she likes the ones to the left. If you have any pics or suggestions puh-leese send them. If you think I'm tacky- inform me. I need to know because despite my hubby-to-be's remarks... I don't plan to subdue the hue. When portrait day arrives... I plan on playing a little peek-a-boo!

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Monday, January 28, 2008

can i get a WHAT WHAT and drum roll please....

Photo Courtesy: Christopher Brady Photography
ANGIE ARRIVES.
It is on this day of my blogressional inauguration... that I take a step back in time. Like Donna Reed's response when she's offered the moon (name that classic)... I'm in her words as I voluntarily try to lasso my own big slice of blogosphere:

"I'll take it. Then what?"
Prior to the traffic gig... this former news reporter spent almost everyday of the last four years whittling down an hour worth of b-roll into seconds of skimpy copy. With that background, I've got to be honest with ya..this blog thing is a first and frightening.

Why? Well because I have no limits. Which on the other hand could be a good thing. Not only can I write as much as I want... but best of all I get to bypass the chain-of-copy-command! Now for the concern: In broadcast news my stories almost never got cut from the TV rundown. People saw them. Public feedback came often, and with a little humility I admit... response brought a small sense of approval. Which is why I'm scared. What if NO ONE reads my blog. I know that won't ultimately happen because my father Ren will probably post something everyday. But beside the paternal pledge of allegiance, I ask what's gonna bring you here when you have 2,350,000,000 other blog options according to Google?

The answer: Right from the remarkable script of Charlie Wilson's War.
"We'll see."

All I can promise you is that I'll write often.. and keep it real. If you wanna talk traffic we will- if you wanna sound off you can. Topics I foresee: "hot shoes that hurt and why amputation is worth it", the beltway's 10 Most rOUTerageous Moments... and yes perhaps an indepth analysis of why I really must see RAMBO but can't find anyone who will go with me. All I ask is that before we go way back to the days of First Blood... show me the love on my official First Blog!

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