Well yes, It is time for some more confessions.

As much as I love Martha Stewart living, I love her wedding issue even more.

Yes, I am the little boy who dreamed of growing up and getting married. I think I may have mentioned that little tidbit before, but let me clarify.

Yes, the dream of life long companionship and love was a big part of that little boys fantasy, but the clothes and jewelry and banquet darling THAT is where the real fantasy lived and breathed.

With each passing year, I refine my vision.

I know the cake I want . . .

I know exactly how it will look, in square layers...... Rapped in a sheath of icing, not a layer of too sweet fluffiness. I swear I can taste it's rich, deep, mellow, spiciness.

I know the clothes I want . . .

Definitely gothic inspired tail tuxedos, with jewel tone crushed velvet vests, ruffles at cuff and collar,

And the jewelry . . . Well, the design will strike me soon.

My attendants will be draped in simple Josephine dresses or white or perhaps black, and have a lovely wrap of beaded edged, crushed jewel/earthtone velvet.

The location will be Santa Fe, at the Loretto Chapel.

The banquet will be catered by Lemongrass, and be finer then any banquet Mrs. Ming has ever done.

A grand Thai. banquet with appetizer plates strewn with rose petals....

*sigh*

Someday it will happen