I don't know when the the modern American Woman would lose this mania about being princess brides, but dammit I wish it would end soon. I would like to remind my long suffering readers one thing, especially the ones who have never met me in person: I am 34 years old, been married once before, and am not a small woman. Thus, I will look pretty frigging ridiculous in a wedding dress that looks like this huge frou frou nightmare. You have all seen them: strapless bodice and zaftig puffy swirling skirts. The ballgown nightmares. These dresses are meant for the 22 year old first timers with grandeur issues. Hells bells, all I want is a dress that is sexy, flattering, and has some color on it. Is that so much to ask for? Apparently so.
Friday, October 28, 2005
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