I found the wedding planner.
I can finally start to think about some fun stuff for a change. For one, the fact that I am between two dresses. It's like the final episode of The Bachelor. Except instead of two girls, I have to choose between two dresses.
God it's a tough one. Both are beautiful. Both I've run past my bridesmaids for their brutal, honest feedback.
Most prefer one more than the other, but I'm still slightly unsure.
I will muddle it over with the girls tonight. A very well-placed girls night at She Who Hates Socialists' new flat in Haggeston. She has a new flat....and a new cat. We will be staging an intervention, dragging her to a pub, where we can all sit around a table and bitch about the annoying aspects of our lives.
Like good bitches should.
Thank fuck for girls nights.
3 comments:
The easiest way to choose between two things is to flip a coin. The moment the coin is in the air you'll know how you want it to land.
If i can give you some advice: try the dresses on and take photos of yourself in them... I did that when i was deciding on my wedding dress and the one i chose was (hands down!) a WHOLE lot more photogenic than the other one, even though they both looked awesome in real life. At the end of the day, it's your photos which are going to remain :)
Sam
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thanks guys. xxx
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