Tuesday, March 11, 2008

If'n when...

After an exhausting weekend involving Phil and I tackling the horror that is a wedding registry process, all I want to do is be surrounded by things NOT made in foreign developing countries by people who might or might not be much younger than us.
We felt disgusted by the way we were treated according to gender (the shop manager to Phil: "HERE! YOU HOLD THIS!" and then to me, as she hands him the product scanner: "We like to give them something gadget oriented to play with while the bride is choosing housewares..." fake laughter ensues)...
We were explained which asparagus steamer would best withstand our dishwasher, which fine china was best for how many guests, and which silver we should tell someone to replace our perfectly good hand-me-down silverware with. "You'll need one set of FINE China for special occasions...and one for more casual events, and dinner with the family"

All in all, the picking turned out to be fun. We bonded over new pots and pans, laughed at the uses for very specific knives, and relieved each other numerous times by reminding ourselves of what we already had, and had no reason to replace.

We came home burnt out, but with a newfound appreciation of the world we live in most of the time, small craft shows that don't have florescent lights, or checkout aisles, or anyone telling us which fondue pot we'll need to make our marriage work.
With that in mind, I thought I'd feature some gift ideas from the indie community as alternatives to the traditional (yes...perhaps more practical) wedding registry:

Handprinted Dishtowels from Art Goodies
Screenprinted Handbound Photo Album by If'n Books + Marks
Stitched Pillows by Jenny Jen

1 comment:

Wolfie and the Sneak said...

Oh I remember the horrors of that experience all too well. I actually made my now-husband do all the registry shopping. The evening ended with him laying down in the middle of the store surrounded by down and down alternative comforters, european, king and standard pillows made in a wealth of materials as he admitted defeat.
I figured that was his comparable experience to my own outing with my mom to pick out a wedding dress. which. was. awful.