Dora is my mom. Dora and I have pretty much never seen eye to eye. Whether it was my hair or my clothes, playing "boys sports", moving to L.A., being an actress whatever, she usually said "NO"and I, have usually put up a fight. I am a dreamer I see things in color lots of color, I celebrate weirdness and unconventional things, Dora... not so much black and white-right way wrong way. So this wedding business has been a bit difficult for her, because two of her sons took the traditional path. They had beautiful big Greek weddings and followed tradition and that made Dora happy. For the past few weeks I have been trying to explain some of my plans with my mother over the phone. My ma is old school, doesn't use computers or DVD players nothing, so not the easiest to show her colors or dresses or anything really. Well thank you Voula! Voula is my sister in law, my mother trusts her judgment and thinks she is far more sophisticated than me. She is and thanks to her who looked at my blog told my mom everything looked good and I WAS doing a good job planning; my mom seemed more at ease talking to me today and that made me happy and more at ease. Cut to lunch today, John and I went to this restaurant which is a L.A. landmark called Phillipe's. They serve french dip sandwiches, fresh pies, 10 cent coffee, 70 cent lemonade really good and old timey. What I loved was the plates everything was served in. They are made by Pulpex, they are brown and made from recycled fibers. John and I thought these are sturdy and we liked the way they looked and not to mention that they are green and by "green" I mean good for the environment. I was a bit weary to tell my mom that I'm gonna use paper plates for the wedding, but you know what she understood the concept, she understood they weren't flimsy ugly paper plates from the grocery store. She thought it fit with the food we were serving. So even though I know you won't read this, Thank you mom thank you for letting me do it my way.
