Project Husband

Anyone who's been reading 27 Dresses for a while now knows about my documented crush on Matt Lauer. Which means I obviously watch the Today Show.

And I felt slightly less pathetic about my own romantic life after watching a segment last week about a woman who's launched something called Project Husband 2011.

Essentially, she has set a wedding date (February of next year) and has begun making all of the arrangements for her pending nuptials. The only catch?

She doesn't have a groom. (Read more about it here.)

Now, I'm all about ladies being proactive with their dating lives and going after what they want. But planning a wedding before you even have a GROOM? That tells me you're either totally desperate or totally looking for publicity. Or both.

(In which case, this little public relations ploy would probably make even the likes of PR-hungry Kate Gosselin jealous, no?)

What do you think? Is Project Husband pathetic or proactive?

Wedding woops

I've got another wedding to go to this weekend. And as I was perusing my closet for what to wear (sidenote: I eventually ended up buying a new dress, natch), I came across an off-white number that I wore years and YEARS ago to a wedding for one of The Murse's friends.

This was clearly before I knew you weren't supposed to wear white or off-white to a wedding.

(However, if that dress still fit me, I might consider wearing it just because it was about 17 sizes smaller than I am now.)

Anyhow, as I was thinking about how horrific it was that I wore that dress, I started thinking about the other faux pas I've probably committed at weddings over the years. I can remember:

• Surfing on my date's back at my cousin's wedding when the song Wipeout! came on
• Dirty dancing with the photographer and the bus boys at a wedding for one of The Murse's friends
• At that same wedding, calling a group of girls (who I didn't know) "bitches." I believe my exact phrase was, "Good nite, bitches" as the elevator doors were closing. (Sidenote: With my group of girlfriends, "bitch" is a term of endearment. But among a group of girls you don't know... yeah... not so much.)
• Doing shots with the younger cousin of the groom at my friend's wedding last summer
• Drinking an entire bottle of wine by myself as my date (in the wedding party) sat at the head table during dinner
  

Aaaaaaand... I'm sure there are others. Those are just the ones I can remember, thanks in large part to my trusty wedding companion, Gin & Tonic.

What's the biggest woopsie you've done at a wedding?

NoMatch.com

Just when you thought your dating life was the pits, I bring you this amazing post from Carolina Girl.

(Seriously. I LOLed a number of times while reading her descriptions of potential suitors. Go read it now!)

Because nothing says "date me" like a picture of stuffed deer heads mounted on a wall, right? ;)

Whatever you do...

... don't tell blogmom and blogdad about this.

I don't need them getting any ideas.

To "plus one" or not to "plus one"...

... that is the question.

Particularly when the wedding in question includes the following people on the guest list:

• Blogmom
• Blogdad
• Sissy 1 (plus her hubs)
• Sissy 2 (plus her hubs)
• Friends from college (bride's side)
  
• Friends from after college (groom's side)
• A lot of liquor
  

To me, that just sounds like a recipe for disaster, particularly if I have any thoughts of not scaring a boy (other than Brissy) away.

Yeah, I think being exposed to hours of my family could be enough to drive just about any new suitor away. Yes offense. (Sidenote: my sissies and I always say "yes offense"... because isn't that really what you really mean when you say "no offense" anyhow?!?)

So, I RSVP'd for one. Just Ms. Always a Bridesmaid for this wedding, please.

Looks like my "plus one" for this wedding will simply be my old friend Tanqueray...

Happily ever after?

Anyone who's been hanging out here at 27 Dresses long enough knows that I pretty much only write about the CLE singles/dating scene here (and not the 95% of things that make up the rest of my life).

But I've gotta admit... all this talk about "Is he going?" or "Is he staying?" has me thinking a lot about (gasp!) Cleveland sports.

(I know, I know. Pick your jaws up off the floor.)

And then it hit me: this whole sitch we're in with LeBron actually is a lot like the dating scene.

I mean, let's face it. LeBron is acting like the guy who you really, really like... but who won't commit to just you.

But you like him so much that you keep hanging on with the hope that he'll eventually come to his senses, tell all the other ladies to pound salt... and the two of you will live happily ever after.

Is that idea just a fairy tale? Or will LeBron be our city's Prince Charming?

What do you think, Cleveland? Is LeBron going to be a knight in shining armor during his press conference tomorrow nite? Or is he just going to end up as a crossed-off name in our little black book?

(Joining a long list of other yahoos I've met in Cleveland.)

Happy 4th of July!

Here's hoping you see lots of fireworks this weekend!

(Both literally and figuratively!)

xoxo -
AAB

P.S. Any suggestions for names for this month's dating adventures? Comment away!