Oh, The Horror!

Went to the bridal shop to try on dresses for my lovely little sis's upcoming wedding...it was not pretty. Sorry, Bri, you know I love you - but it was not a good experience. I'm convinced that bridesmaid's dresses have one purpose only, to be ugly and ill-fitting enough to make the bride look extra gorgeous. And I do take some responsibility here - it's no secret that I've gained weight. In fact, I selected dresses a size larger than I normally would, just to be on the safe side. But then had to go up another size. Yikes. To make matters worse, the dressing room is the little tiny type with no mirror, you have to go out of the fitting room into the common area to look in the full size mirror. I don't like that set-up. At all. And I seriously almost got stuck in one of those dresses. It was a tight-fitting number with those bone things in the bodice, I got in it just fine but then the zipper stuck. I almost dislocated my shoulder trying to pull it off over my head, like a freaking straight jacket. Did I mention I'm a jeans and t-shirt kind of girl? So Bri, here's what I'm wearing on your special day:

I think the colors will work, don't you?

PS: I'm going out for a jog now.