The suffix -gate has been overused to the point of exhaustion in recent months (see Troopergate, Kanyegate, Tigergate, Lohangate) ... so much so that I thought it wouldn't hurt to add one more to the pile.
The # hashtag just makes it that much more official.
2E's and I have moved on from the our original Loft space (though we're still contracted with the venue until we find a new home for our wedding - just in case) and are exploring new options in both Manhattan and BKLYN.
Remember those September days? When we had a list of demands? When we were so cocky and comfy and had oodles of time, and so we demanded that our venue be A and B and C and Z? It had to be modern AND old-fashioned. It had to be rustic AND pristine. It had to be $3,000 or we wouldn't go near it.
Those were the days...
Now 2E's and I are open to a whole slew of venues that we didn't consider before. After all, we're not 13 months out. We've got 5 months. 5 months. That's under 150 days to nail this thing down. We're already behind with invites due to #venuegate (<--- it's more ominous with the -gate, right?), and time is slipping by. Most venues are already booked for 10/2/10. Lucky for us, most of those venues are out of our price range.
On my friend Lindsay's suggestion, I'm checking out the Brooklyn Society for Ethical Culture on Monday and doing a walk-through of the Bathhouse Studios on the East Side tomorrow morning, which I'm particularly excited about. Also checking into the Housing Works Bookstore for either the wedding or the rehearsal dinner -- amazing to think that all of the proceeds from the space benefit homeless New Yorkers living with HIV and AIDS.
So we're still fighting. 2E's is nervous, understandably. So is my mother, who insists this morning that there must be someone in New York with a "house" that we can rent for the evening.
I love you, mom.
Spending tomorrow flipping through BizBash.com's city venue guide and walking into any and all buildings in any and all boroughs, asking if they "do weddings." Welcome to any other suggestions you lovely readers may have to offer. You all smell lovely, by the way.