Due to unforseen circumstances, my first round of dress shopping has been brought forwards to this weekend. So I have to get over my heebie jeebies pretty damned quick now.
Do you know what's just dawned on me? That in dress shops, you are dressed. Ie: other people physically put you into the clothes. And this means: new underwear. Emergency purchasing of new pants. If my mum saw the best bra and pants now there's a fair chance she could disown me for bringing shame on the family. For some reason, these things matter to mums. Or to mine, at least.
Why does no wedding magazine ever warn you of this? Surely this is of more concern to most people than the suitability of a sweetheart neckline. Cosmo Bride dress buying top tip number 24: STRANGERS WILL SEE YOUR PANTS!
Oh and we have to tell The Man (ie, the council) that we're getting married on Friday. We're really doing this, kids!
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Wednesday, 9 March 2011
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