As some of you may recall (I like to pretend someone is actually following my blog) a few weeks back I wrote about the parels of being a bridesmaid. Well, to avoid the all too familar fingers of some older, mature lady with a measuring tape across my bust, I did my dress shopping online. This is a plus, because the dress shops do not carry my size. (The smallest none-child size they carry is a size two, and I am a double zero. So anyone who believes it is more convient to be skinny is sadly misinformed.) I found the perfect dress in my size on a wonderful website for under a hundred dollars (Bridesmaidexpress.com). I ordered my dress in late January, and I recieved it mid-March. This is a pretty fast delivery time for formal dresses. I tried it on. In the mirror ritual, all of us females take part in, I danced with my reflection from one side to the other. I switched angles to ensure the dress would be flattering from all of the important angles (my ass looks great in it). As it turns out I still have no boobs, but I suppose no one will really care. I mean, it is not my wedding.
^^^^^My dress is Alfred Angelo style number 7016 for anyone who loves it.^^^^^^^
I am also planning the bridal shower. The maid of honor lives in North Carolina. The matron of honor never calls me back, and the other maid of honor is on her last semester before her masters; so I am planning this party solo. I am thinking garden party theme. There are lots of flowery bridal games, food, and decorations, so it should make things a bit easier. In high school my drama class performed Jane Austin's Emma. I was Emma, and the bride was Jane Austin. Back then we had this werid kinship that only soul mates share, and I have learned through this crazy bridal planning experience that I really do love her. A lot of the time people forget that education comes from life experience as well, and I believe she has taught me a lot through this medium.
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