I do not think I can wait until Dec. I cannot cannot cannot. I find myself looking at the same bridal gowns over and over and over again thinking I will some how change my mind. I put down the deposit on the venue. I have gathered the decorations and made a list and contacted the person we need to rent everything from. I have my maid of honor and flower girl, and dresses picked out for all three of us. I have narrowed down the rings and the food. The save the dates are arriving on Monday and the mailing list is made. The cake is picked out with the cake topper. I'm going to get very bored come February and start making excuses to change things.
This time feels so much different. It feels right, and grown up. Like I made the decision because this is what is best for me and not because I felt pressured or was running from anything, I don't feel the need to please everyone, and the only person who has had anything negative to say about any of it is my brother, and he can go fuck himself for all I care. He's my brother, I love him, but he is very judgmental and a major Debbie Downer.
As of now, this is the dress, maybe with a red sash.
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