WOW! How the hell did we get here? One minute we’re brunching in our newly released Ivy Parks trying to decide if we should choose the acrylic or the mirrored charger plates for our June 2020 wedding while ordering another pitcher of the bar’s finest, then the next minute we are shopping for black market hand sanitizer ( since it’s still a unicorn) and our 33rd custom mask for the week that matches our outfit we plan to wear to the living room next Friday…just before we give ourselves the 1,456th pep talk to stay out the damn fridge for the day (and it’s not even noon yet). I mean really! Who rolled the dice on this global game of Jumanji… I need answers dammit. WHO! Damn you ‘Rona.
Okay…semi-minor/major meltdown. Let me compose
Damn you ‘Rona
Sis…I feel you. This shit hurts! And it hurts allot. But if you are reading this you are already ahead of the game and have something to be thankful for. LIFE! The cute outfits; will be worn again. The eyebrows will be threaded again. The nails will be manicured again. The edges will be laid again. The brunches will be brunched again. The aisles will be walked again. The celebrations will be celebrated again. We ARE gonna do this…together!
It’s okay to not be okay and that’s okay!
I know, it is a hard pill to swallow, but take it from someone that has her fair share of epic meltdowns at the dinner table. BUT, thank GOD I am not in this alone. I have billions and billions of others (YOU) to share this ‘Rona pandemic with. So while you sit and wonder if you should select that wedding date or book that venue or hire that photographer or plan that wedding… YES. The answer is HELL YES, you do that! And me and a host of other talented Wedding Planners & Designers are here to steer you in the right direction, cheer you on and drink with you through those epic meltdowns. Because…THIS TOO SHALL PASS.
Photo: Reem Photography
