Aren't you dying to open up that bag??! Maybe not...but I am. I might allow myself to look at it once a week. But I can't put it on myself, so I won't be twirling around as I previously thought. Which, you know, is probably for the best and all...
When I walked into the bridal shop, I saw several gorgeous dresses on the mannequins and for a minute-just a minute-I thought, "OMG-that dress is prettier than mine!!"
But then I saw mine. And the lady at the shop asked me if I wanted to to try it on. (Duh, right?!) And it's the first time I was trying the dress on when it actually fit (if you remember, the first was WAAAAAY too big and the 2nd was a couple of sizes too small). And I got to see the back with all of its detail. And I don't want to toot my own horn, but:
I look good! It is so much better than I remembered. And oh how it sparkles!! And it's comfortable (well, as comfortable as a dress with a poofy bottom can be). And I know that Brian is going to love it.
I'm getting married!!!!!!!!!!!!!!