It's a double entry today! Between work, our dinner date and a 2 hour support group, time got away yesterday.
57 days.
57 days to get a wedding dress, suit, engagement party outfit, rings, shoes, earrings, hair, makeup. Might be a good thing I wasn't of sound mind during this time after all!
Q. What does a 41 year old not size 4 bride wear?
A. Heck if I know. That's what friends like SC are for.
Q. What stores have pull me off the rack and wear me wedding dresses?
A. Not very many
Q. What did I end up with?
A. A size 22 dress which had to be completely remade.
Q. Who remade my dress?
A. The amazing Wanda who does Alltogether's alterations and made secretive trips to my house.
Q. What shoes does a " I have awful feet and need to walk in grass" bride wear?
A. Nude heels scored at Famous Footwear for $11 with a coupon. My earrings from Nordstrom cost more than my shoes.
Q. What does a girl with short hair who also mistakenly let someone who just graduated from cosmo school cut her hair do with it for the big day?
A. Practice with 2 different people. I ended up opting to go to Atlanta the day of and have my hair done which was a great solution. Who knew fake hair could be so expensive? Such a hard hair decision with hot humid weather and trying to not be too made up pre wedding.
Q. Why is there a picture below of a suit with several ties?
A. Because women all have a different opinion and JT's was different than all of ours. I am the proud owner of a box of pastel ties in various blues, greens and pinks which were never returned if anyone is in need.
Truly we love how it all played out with our "engagement party" outfits and opting to change into wedding attire. I'm teary and smiling as I type this. That says it all.
Sidebar. I leave support group every week feeling a little more grateful than the last time. I challenge us all to thank God for blessings we take for granted. I can't go into detail about specifics I hear weekly but just know this....I am grateful for health insurance, medication, a job, a husband who loves me unconditionally, parents who understand, a will to get well.
Food for thought.
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