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Shopping for bridesmaid's dresses is kind of a pain, especially when none of the samples fit properly and they're all too big and there are only three dresses in the color you want and none of them are the manufacturer or fabric you want and the only one that even halfway fits is made of satin which is the single most unforgiving fabric in existence for anybody without washboard abs which means I'm going to have to go out and buy shapewear and argh.
Trying on dresses shouldn't make me tired.
However, being in the bridal outfitter's that long made me realize that if I do get married, I want a tiara. An honest, sparkly tiara. Because if you can't be over-the-top on your wedding day, when can you?
Actually, I want a wedding. I want to wear a poofy ridiculous dress and a tiara and have dancing and cake. I just don't want to go to all the trouble of getting married.
Replies to comments, posts, et al to come in the morning.
ETA: Oh, and Old Friends and Observers is up on Teaspoon. So's Concerning Multiverse Theory, because why the hell not.
Trying on dresses shouldn't make me tired.
However, being in the bridal outfitter's that long made me realize that if I do get married, I want a tiara. An honest, sparkly tiara. Because if you can't be over-the-top on your wedding day, when can you?
Actually, I want a wedding. I want to wear a poofy ridiculous dress and a tiara and have dancing and cake. I just don't want to go to all the trouble of getting married.
Replies to comments, posts, et al to come in the morning.
ETA: Oh, and Old Friends and Observers is up on Teaspoon. So's Concerning Multiverse Theory, because why the hell not.
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