Meg and I are headed to The Bold Italic’s Love/Make expo in San Francisco this weekend and you should come too! There will be free bubbly, even free-er wedding advice, a slow-motion photobooth, and lots of other reasons to come hang out even if you’re not engaged. Tickets are only $10 in advance, or $15 at the door (buy tickets right here.) We can’t wait to see you there!

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April 22, 2014

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How To: Pastel Makeup For Your Wedding

Powder blue eyeshadow need not apply

by Maddie Eisenhart
We can all agree that we’re having a nineties moment right now, right? I’m not just sitting here in my neon top like a weirdo for no reason? (Y’all, neon green is my color.) Which means that when it came time for our newest hair and makeup series, we wanted to try something a little more now. Before you run away, we fully acknowledge that a lot of our readers probably lived through the horror show of the pastels of the early nineties. Done right, this trend (and tutorial) is not that. Rather, we’ve asked Nikol Elaine, our... read more
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Introducing Linda Abbott Photography in Los Angeles!

West coast style; East coast attitude

by Meg Keene
Today is about Linda Abbott Photography in LA. Linda doesn't know it yet, but she's about to be the APW's staff new best friend. (Who has an excuse for us to take a business trip to LA to hang out with Linda? Leave your ideas in the comments, because we need an excuse.) But more than that, she's about to be YOUR new best friend, beloved Southern California readers, because she just solved all your wedding photography problems, and probably also made your day. (Just you wait.) As those of you planning a wedding in LA have probably already figured out, the... read more
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Lauren: Buying the Imperfect Dress

It's my dress. Or is it?

by Lauren Fitzpatrick
I bought my wedding dress today. It was on sale at a local boutique, marked down from $1495 to $660. The saleswoman said I could have it for $550, if I bought it today. I felt the familiar clench in my chest, the one that comes when I am forced to make a Big Decision, one that involves parting with a stack of money. “I’ll have to think about it,” I said. “Go home and look at the photos.” She nodded. “No worries. We don’t pressure you here.” Then she went and hung the dress in the front window, right behind the screaming red clearance sign... read more

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