APW Happy Hour

Author in front of white wall with yellow shirt blowing in the wind

Hey APW,

Summer is officially (officially) here in my book, now that it’s July. Summer is my favorite season, but for that and so many other reasons, it finally feels like 2017 is getting in gear around here. Our Brand Director, Najva is out from Brooklyn to work in our office for the month, we’re getting to know and love our new Studio Coordinator, Chelsea, and we hired on Faz Gaffa-Marsh as a staff writer (even though she’s all the way in Singapore). It has been such a joy having new blood in the studio and getting to work. We’ve even started some long overdue DIY projects, coming your way soon.

Other fun things that happened in recent weeks: I got to go check out The Black Cat in San Francisco, which I’d describe as a bougie and hip version of a old New York jazz club. (Date night photo above, I can’t get enough of that yellow top.) David and I were pretty tipsy when we met the owner, and the first thing I said is that it was like being back in New York at Smalls. Well, turns out he owns the restaurant upstairs from Smalls, so obviously we got along just fine from there on out. They’re starting to do weddings, and LORD y’all should check them out.

And with that, your open thread. What’s on your summer bucket list?

xo,

Meg

P.S. If you’re not following along with our behind the scenes at the office Instagram Stories on The Compact, come hang!

We Kept Our $12.5K Ranch Wedding Fabulous Despite 100 Degree Weather

groom kissing bride

reed, display artist & elmer, aerospace dude

Sum-up of the wedding vibe: Cosy Cool Sunshine Ranch Shade and cool Lemonade.

Planned budget: $13,000

Actual budget: $12,500

Number of guests: 55

Suggested listening: “Bird” by Raffa & Rainer

what we should know:

If there is one lesson we learned it’s this: things will go wrong at your wedding, but if you end up with more rights than wrongs, count your blessings. Also, you can always find the creative solution from those wrongs, and make them greats. Our wrongs: we forgot all of our lawn games for our cocktail hour. Everyone cancelled on me on our pre-wedding trip to the beauty salon. My makeup was done by a friend, and we didn’t discuss it beforehand… and she gave me 8pm smoky-eye make-up for a 1pm wedding. I had four nights in a row of four hours (or less) of sleep under my belt leading up to the wedding. We absolutely didn’t anticipate the hundred-degree weather.

But our rights? There were many: the shade was a blessing, and those dapper gentlemen that managed to keep their suit jackets on for the sake of fashion were the best. Luckily, as the sun went down, so did the barometer.

In other fun twists, we played “the shoe game” at our reception, mc’d by a comedian friend of ours. It’s this game where you answer questions about you and your partner, for example, “Who’s the better driver?” And you answer by holding up either your shoe or your partner’s shoe. It makes for some funny moments when we are not in agreement. The thirty-foot inflatable dinosaur was an artwork I exhibited in downtown Miami and seems to travel with me wherever we go—and the running joke is that we blow it up in every inopportune situation, making it oddly appropriate in its ridiculousness.

And there was so much goodness. My crafty friends decided to sit on picnic blankets in full elegant wedding attire, and it worked. From our officiant to our ceremony pianist (a former Russian child piano prodigy) to a hundred small white overhanging flowers blowing in the wind, to my eighty-year-old father who managed to walk me down the aisle, to the giant redwoods that shaded our ceremony, to the two giant birds that flew over us while we spoke our vows… this was a magical wedding.