This Sunday May 1, Tony and I will be celebrating 9 months of marriage... SO I AM SO EXCITED TO FINALLY SHARE OUR WEDDING PHOTOS!!!!!!!!!!! And I am even more excited that they're being shared exclusively by none other than Style Me Pretty. I repeat: STYLE ME PRETTY!!!!!!!!!!! Typing that sentence just made all of my dreams come true. Well, you know, aside from the dream of marrying the love of my life already coming true. (When Tony proofread this, he told me it's time to "dream bigger." Fair enough.) But if you've been following this blog from the beginning, you know what a Pinterest-obsessed cracked-out wedding fiend I am, and you know how very much this means to me. So get on over to Style Me Pretty (STYLE ME PRETTY!!!!!!!!!!!) to see the first look at photos of #TONANNIEwedding!View Article
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Did I ever tell you guys about the time I completely lost my mind and bought two wedding dresses? No? (Probably because I didn't want you to know just how crazy I truly am.) But it's officially WEDDING WEEK up on Heels in the Hills, and I'm kicking it off with this confession. "Bridezilla" is a condition for some; for me, it was a full-blown mental illness that caused me to do things like sleep on the streets of Los Angeles like a homeless woman to be first in line for a wedding dress sample sale. I was 12th in line if I remember correctly, but I still snagged this Vera Wang (and lost my dignity.) If we're being completely honest, I also cried last weekend when it wouldn't fit without Spanx. My sweet husband strong-armed me into it, and then took photos of me (almost 9 MONTHS after we got married) in a gown I never wore in our yard while telling me what a beautiful bride I was. Our neighbors probably thought we were batsh*t crazy. They would not have been wrong...View Article
Yesterday, on his way home from the airport after a few days in NYC for work, Tony texted me: "I watched Daddy's Home [on the plane] and it was real bad, but made me want to be a dad." He's saying stuff like this a lot lately. The topic of parenthood is a big one in our house. People ask me on a near-daily basis when we're having kids. I wrote about my feelings on motherhood recently, and my stance hasn't changed. But this week, several friends shared a pretty incendiary piece from New York Magazine's The Cut, entitled "A Portrait of the Artist As a Young Mom: Is domestic life the enemy of creative work?" I haven't been able to get it off my mind, and so I decided to write about it here today. Read the piece for yourself, but here are a few of the excerpts that caused me to lose sleep...View Article
Tony and I are finally home from New York, after what was possibly the craziest week of our life. (Tony himself said, "I didn't think it was possible for things to get more emotional than our wedding." I think he meant it as a compliment?) It was whirlwind madness, going from the Kids' Choice Awards to "School of Rock" premiering nearly a year and a half to the day he booked the job to a red-eye to NYC for Tony's press tour to me turning 30 (something I've been extremely melodramatic about). There was a lot going on in our hearts and brains. In most other industries, if you get the right degree and work hard, you'll eventually get the job. Hollywood doesn't work that way. Someone can move out for pilot season and book the very first job they audition for (happened to a friend of ours), or someone can spend their entire life working toward the dream job that never comes (the worst fear of everyone we know). Plus, us actors are prone to drama. I'm not sure if lawyers or garbagemen cry when they get a job, but in this town when you never really know if it will happen, it's emotional. And all of that hit us like a ton of bricks - seeing Tony on TV, his face on Times Square, and kids shyly approaching him at the airport, a restaurant and the streets of New York, asking "Are you on a Disney show?" (Close enough. SO cool.) It was beautifully surreal. I'm happy to report that our marriage survived, I entered my 30's without a complete mental breakdown, and we ate nothing but carbs, butter, cheese and sugar for a straight week. Here's what it looked like...View Article
My sweet, sweet bestie Barbara King – actress, writer and Mom of the Century – is back with the latest of her series on motherhood in Los Angeles. She wrote this rebuttal to a post I shared a few months ago about my fear of motherhood and everything that comes with it. FULL DISCLAIMER, MOM: I’M (STILL) NOT PREGNANT. I had three delicious cocktails last night, and plan to continue pretending my dogs are my children for just a little while longer. But here’s why Barbara thinks I should throw that plan out the window… Get ready to laugh AND have your heart ripped open with love and ALL THE FEELINGS.View Article
This weekend, Tony and I celebrated our first Valentine's Day as a married couple! (One of the many fun aspects of being a newlywed is you get to call every mundane thing a "first," annoying EVERYONE). Since it fell on a long weekend, we decided to drag the celebration out over three days. To us, the word "celebrate" means eating too much in sweatpants, which is exactly how we rocked our 3-day-V-Day... I'm keeping it going, inhaling a leftover brownie as I write this. And because Tony is the most romantic person I've ever met, he woke me up with a gift every morning. In general, I think taking Valentine's Day too seriously is silly; trying to make it the most ROMANTIC.DAY.EVER. puts too much pressure on everyone. But, I like any excuse to focus on love, whatever that means to you - and to us, it meant low-key time spent together with our dogs and friends, eating and laughing.View Article
As of today, I have officially been Mrs. Cavalero for six months! I can't believe it's been half a year since we said "I do." I feel like we've been married forever, and I also feel like it was just yesterday that I was surrounded by my favorite people in my favorite place, celebrating my life with my favorite person. I wish I could re-live that entire week in Tahoe over and over and over. In these first six months, I've learned a lot. Namely: I love Tony more every day. I am not ready for kids yet (Tony is). I am ready for more dogs (Tony is not). And bad days are better - and good days the best - because I have a teammate to share them with. Five months ago, I wrote my thoughts on our first month of marriage. Today, I'm sharing a special guest blog with my husband Tony's thoughts on marriage, now that we've reached the half-way mark to our first anniversary...View Article
One of my mom's favorite ways to guilt trip my dad is to softly, longingly lament, "Paul McCartney NEVER spent a night apart from Linda throughout their entire marriage. Not until she DIED." I have no idea if this is a true statement or not, but I heard it countless times growing up, whenever my dad would take a business trip (or golf trip). And this weekend, my dad, brother and I took a last minute trip to Austin to visit my uncle. Both Mom and Tony couldn't come, and so yet again, my dad is reminded that he is not Paul McCartney. And I'm not either... And neither is Tony. Because it's really, really, really hard to always be in the same place. Life happens.View Article