Dreams, Family, Life, Marriage

Staying at Home

If you think about it, it’s pretty amazing to have one person completely enable all of your dreams in life.Handsome NathanaelYou want a gorgeous, hardworking, funny, golden-hearted husband? Here I am. You want an eternal marriage? Same here, let’s do it. You want to live in a flat in London and do makeup for and/or play Christine in The Phantom of the Opera at the Her Majesty’s Theatre? Umm. . . (Okay, maybe not ALL of my dreams. I dream big.)

So obviously one of my ambitions is to be a mother and nobody’s employee or boss, not even my own. I make a terrible boss of myself.

You should work.

But I don’t want to.

You’re a terrible person.

I know, I am, which makes me too depressed to work.

So that’s where Nathanael comes in.

Job interview

Off to one of his second-round interviews.

This human being is going to work every day for the rest of his life so I don’t have to. (Well, let’s be honest, I’m going to be working freaking hard, but it’s a very different field.) In fact, on our first date he told me that one of his goals was to make enough money so that his wife could be a stay-at-home mother. (He also prefaced that statement by saying he didn’t want to offend me, and in my mind I was like, Offend me? Marry me!)

I just finished my last job hopefully ever—unless Disney wants to hire me to be a princess—and I have never felt so liberated! Being in the workforce has never been fulfilling to me, and that’s not for the lack of good jobs with fantastic people (Jenn, Jeff, Dennis, Annette, Chani, David, Lisa, Sarah, Jess, Estee, Anne, and so many more). Let it also be known that I hugely admire people who work hard and build their careers.


My last job was teaching adorable children like this robotics (don’t ask), so it’s not like I’ve been doing slave labor here.

But I’m FREE!

I know this opportunity doesn’t come to everyone who wants it (or hasn’t come yet), so I’m just really grateful that it’s my turn (T minus 6 weeks until baby).

Life, Love, Marriage

How Not to ______ in Front of Your Husband

Before I got married, a lot of the already-marrieds freaked me out about marriage.

It didn’t bother me that I would be with one man for the rest of eternity (that’s actually extremely thrilling). It didn’t bother me that we might be poor or have disagreements. It didn’t bother me that he might leave the toilet seat up or that we’d have to work hard to make each other happy.

That all sounded delightful (and it is). But what bothered me was everyone telling me that we would pass gas and go to the bathroom in front of each other—that it was not only normal but inevitable.

That’s where I drew the line. So here’s Shelbey’s official guide for How Not to Toot/Pee/Poop in Front of Your Husband:

Step #1: Don’t do it.

That’s it. Before you accuse me of being too old-fashioned (although, to be truthful, I am), let me explain. Husbands are this really unique and wonderful combination between being your best friend—who will truly love you no matter what you do (gas or no gas)—and being your lover, whom you wouldn’t mind finding you attractive at absolutely all times. And there’s sort of this pendulum that swings back and forth between the two. So that being said, if you’re married and you and your husband are totally comfortable letting it rip in front of each other, you keep doing your thing. However, I decided that my thing was to maintain as much of my mystique as possible (which is pretty hard, given that I look like the living dead in the mornings and cry over just about everything).


Trying to pick your wife’s nose in public: also not okay.


But back to the first and only step: don’t do it. I do realize that it is sometimes easier said than done, so here are some tips for accomplishing it:

If you need to go #1, 2, or 3 . . .
– Having your husband walk in on you is 100% preventable. Lock the door to the bathroom when you’re using the toilet (it’s really that simple) and preferably turn on the fan.

If you need to pass some you-know-what . . . 
– Do it while you’re in the bathroom
– Leave the room
– Do it quietly, if you’re pretty certain it won’t smell
– Hold it in until he leaves the room
– Do it somewhere he won’t notice, like on a walk or in a crowd

So with those in mind, you too can avoid bodily functions in front of your husband. But heaven knows there ain’t nothing that can be done while you’re asleep.

(Married [or not married] people: I’d love to hear you weigh in on the matter.)

Love, Marriage, Pictures, Wedding

Wedding Why? — The Draper Temple

As with any wedding, Nathanael and I had our fair share of scheduling conflicts. Most of ours were caused by the Draper Temple being closed for cleaning during some opportune wedding dates for our guests, which led everyone to question why on earth I was so passionately committed to being sealed there (as opposed to another temple, because they do perform the same wonderful ordinance after all).


Gorgeous photos taken by Brooke Schultz.


Here’s why: when I was a senior in high school, the Draper Temple had just been completed and was open for an open house. I had never had the opportunity to attend a temple open house before, and I expected to see gorgeous white rooms and to feel the peace of the Holy Ghost. So as my Young Women’s group was shuffling through the line and approached the sealing room, I was absolutely unprepared for the feelings I would have there. We walked into the sealing room* and enormous emotions I couldn’t fathom overtook me and I started weeping. Instantly. It wasn’t until another open house a couple months later (Oquirrh Mountain Temple) that I realized how unique that was for me. At that open house, I approached the sealing room with a little trepidation, believing that I was about to burst into waterworks. But as soon as we passed through the doors, I felt nothing. Well, nothing more than the awesome peace everyone else was feeling.

It was because of this and several experiences while doing baptisms for the dead at the Draper Temple that led me to have an unwavering knowledge that I should be married there. I don’t know why—maybe it was so we could have the wonderful sealer we were blessed with, maybe it was because several of my ancestors come from Draper, maybe it was to heal the memories associated with a city where I had an awful job. I don’t know, but there you have it. I don’t regret it at all :).

*This was the room where later I would not be sealed, but where Nathanael and I were oriented by the sealer pre-ceremony, so it’s a little bit special :).


I took zis picture.

For anyone considering getting sealed in an LDS temple (or wondering what you need to do to be able to), I promise that any difficult preparation you experience will be worth it. 100%.

Plus, is there anything more romantic than a man openly proclaiming his desire and commitment to be with you forever, no matter what? I think not.


Love, Marriage, Pictures

Things I Learned on My Honeymoon

1. Nathanael’s patronus is a wolf.  Mine is . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . a hedgehog. End of list.
#1: But his Disney alter ego is MARLIN the fish (wtheck?) and mine is Belle. BOO YAH. | #2: No words needed. | #3: Carouselfies.
#4: Action shot of N (that’s what my mom calls him in her texts) whipping the horse. |#5: Got these at Town Hall. | #6: Yep.
Honeymoon 1
#7: King Triton’s Carousel (don’t ride the fish; they’re creepy). | #8: More carouselfies (it’s gonna be a thing, guys).
Honeymoon 2
#9: I know everyone takes this picture, but isn’t that mirror the COOLEST?????
#10-#12: My favorite series of photos of ALL TIME. Just look at that ocean, right? (Hint: I’m not looking at the ocean.)
Honeymoon 3
#13: Stoked out of my mind about the Beast’s library. | #14: Nathanael stoked out of his mind about the House of the Lord.
Honeymoon 4
#15: And last, but not least, I give you: Shelbey standing up on a surf board. Hanging ten or whatever the kids call it these days.
Love, Marriage, Pictures, Wedding

Wedding Why? — The Man


Okay, so not that many people have asked me why I wanted to marry Nathanael (because once they meet him, they comprehend immediately) . . . But I want to talk about him.


Photo by Sarah Waggoner.

I wanted to marry Nathanael because he makes my work ethic look like that of a 40-year-old gamer living with his parents. He is kind, intelligent, and handsome. He is at times softspoken and at times outspoken. He subdued my suspicious heart because he was never afraid—never too afraid to ask me on a date (but just afraid enough to be nervous about it), never too afraid to commit, never too afraid to adore me.

Wedding 1

Photo on the left: Brooke Schultz. Photo on the right: Sarah Waggoner.

He’s athletic, strong, and outrageously handsome. He is devoted to our beliefs, and helpful to a fault. His intentions are always pure and his communication skills are impressive. He is the manly ying to my womanly yang. Our differences have forged a powerful bond.

“Until the end of all time, I will stay with you.”
—John Legend


Photo by Brooke Schultz.

Love, Marriage, Pictures, Wedding

Wedding Why? — The Dress

Okay. Here’s the long story short. Have you watched The Little Mermaid? I know. It’s amazing. Prince Eric’s dark hair and dark eyebrows??? So hot. I obviously have a type.

Anyway . . . . . . . . Do you remember the end of the movie when Eric is shipwrecked after defeating Ursula? Ariel gazes at him from a distant rock while her dad gazes at her. It melts his heart, and he uses his triton to bestow her with legs, permanently, and she rises out of the water in a glorious glittery gown? As soon as I knew what weddings were and that I would one day have one of my own, I have wanted to wear a glittery gown. (And thank you, Jacob, for serenading me with Little Mermaid music when you saw my dress.)

As proof (as if you needed it), here’s a picture I took of a dress in Paris two and a half years ago. I took this picture and told my family, “That is what my wedding dress will look like.” Cause, HELLO? Is that not Ariel’s dress exactly? Even the neckline and the straps are the same. My mom and sisters laughed it off. But I was serious.


So when Nathanael hinted that he’d like to spend the rest of his existence with me . . . I went looking for it.

My best friend Maggie had found her dream dress on Etsy of all places, so I figured I’d start there. One search of “gold sequin dress” led me to Debbie Baille-Collins’ shop called Gibson Bespoke (go look at it; you won’t regret it). The reason I didn’t attempt to find a silver gown was because I had already decided on gold and black as wedding colors thanks to another obsession of mine, Phantom of the Opera (“Masquerade” scene, anyone? Anyone?).

Within five minutes, I had found it. I gave Debbie, who was an absolute delight to work with, my measurements, and ordered it. I’ve almost never regretted it since. 🙂


Gold Wedding Dress

Needless to say, everyone was pretty confused, especially before the fact. I had this conversation 5,000 times:

4353763Nice stranger: Congratulations, you’re getting married!
Me: Yep, I’m pretty thrilled!
Nice stranger: So, how are your plans coming?
Me: Great! I’m basically done.
Nice stranger: Really?? Do you have a dress?
Me: [Hesitating to respond because I know what’s coming.]  . . . Yes . . . Yes, I do.
Nice Stranger: What does it look like??
Me: Oh, you know. Standard dress stuff. It’s gold. And covered in sequins.
Nice Stranger: [Trying to hide the look of horror and confusion in their eyes.] Ooooh! That’s . . . fun!  [Pause.] WHY didn’t you want a white one???

However, once everyone saw it, they were all very enthusiastic and complimentary. Let this be a lesson to you: never, EVER doubt sequins. They always come through. Visit brookeschultzphotography.com to see more!