a ny wed-vice article worth its weight in straight talk will tell you: your big day won’t be without its little blunders. Even when it feels thisclose to perfection, an emergency kit is still in order. Because glutting a purse full of high-priority bridal trappings is a fun but tricky art, its best to break it down by bag size. The roomier the clutch/fanny pack/rucksack, the more secondary access

p lanning a wedding in a month (or two) is totally feasible so long as in your mind, low-key intimacy is where it’s at. Your man’s hand, the intertubes and a flexible nature are your most valuable assets, and minutiae’s officially a thing of fifteen-dollar wedding mags. Other than a modest checklist of bare-bones nuptial stuff, all there is to focus on is creating a perfectly imperfect celebr

f rom where your wanton fiancé’s lying on a Sunday morning, your eyes are soft and billowy. From where you’re standing on W-day, amidst demoralized beauticians and merciless vanity mirrors, your puffy eyes are just that, with no bias-happy endearment shrouding the fact. Thankfully, you can sense the solidarity sister, as swollen lids are suffered ubiquitously in view of the area’s paper-thin

a fter all the work it took to get you into that cinching dream dress, the last thing you need is for a swollen stomach to undo three month’s worth of sweating it out on the elliptical. Read on to learn how you can prevent this everyday nuisance from sullying your wedding, and how to bust that belly if it’s too late, because really, it’s never too late. Don’t let Aunt Flo crash your big day