Just wait for the honeymoon, space husband. ;)
Ah, yes, for the Space Wedding on a budget, never underestimate the power of tinfoil. And for the racier blushing bride, a see through dress, with carefully placed silver sunbursts. Chic. Baby optional.
Ah, yes, for the Space Wedding on a budget, never underestimate the power of tinfoil.
And for the racier blushing bride, a see through dress, with carefully placed silver sunbursts. Chic.
I’m a big fan of this vintage wedding dress. Big fan. It’s cold in space, and I’m a modest gal outside of the future bedroom, so this clean modern long sleeve dress would be perfect.
AND THE SPACE WEDDING IS BACK.
Sorry guys for the lack of posts. The crew at Space Wedding (meaning me, forever alone) had to move headquarters across the galaxy, but the space station we’ve docked at is quite nice, and now the internetz is up and running again, and Tumblr has calmed down, we are ready to lock and load and continue our plans for the best (worst) wedding ever!
This weekend I had the great opportunity to check out The Standard Hotel in Downtown Los Angeles, and holy shit, is it the best 1970s Space Wedding venue I’ve ever seen (in person, that is). The rooftop bar has amazing space pods to relax in, a sweet pool (with vending machines that you can get bikinis and board shorts in!) orange funky chairs, and great projections on the building across the way featuring some really great 70s flicks (I saw James Bond, and Taxi Driver while I was there). Oh yeah and did I mention the Unicorn topiaries? No, they’re not really space wedding attire, but come on, they’re unicorns, amiright?
What I saw of this place was amazing, and I’m sure there’s lots of other great hidden 70s futuristic trinkets that I’m forgetting to mention, but you should def check this place out the next time you’re in L.A. and dreaming of your 70s Futuristic Wedding reception venue…
After many months of planning, finally we can relax as space husband and space wife with our awesome velour orange couch bed and our projector.
I’ve got to look good for my man on the big day… what better way than a human washing machine. So fresh and so clean!
THESE SHOES! I don’t care if I could never walk again after wearing these (probably wouldn’t be able to) fancy schmancy John Galliano space shoes. Digging the fuschia, but please tell me they come in shiny shiny orange! Love them.
My space kingdom for a gold futuristic tuxedo for my groom! Oh man, this Chanel is killing it. Screw the space suit for the dude, this is it, this is what I want waiting for me at the end of the neon lit walk to the space altar.
When we run out of the space church (and all of our future friends shoot their laser pistols into the sky in our honor) my space husband and I will drive off into the future and our honeymoon on Mars in this fancy little number. Perfection.