You picked the POLYESTER DRESS???!!!
Ok so I'm OBSESSED with TLC's Say Yes to the Dress... like- full on obsessed... and I'm watching the special episode tonight. They're talking about this girl with "All these health problems..." And dude, what the fuck- the girl has polycystic ovary syndrome. I'm all.... "Porquoi what...?" Because dude, *I* have polycystic ovary syndrome. A lot of women do. A lot of women don't even know they have it. But they're like, "And she's battled it blah blah..." I'm like, Are you KIDDING??? Maybe this is some kind of cosmic JOKE, but dude, the doctors told ME what they told this chick- maybe no kids, bladie blah... Only difference, she had gastric bypass to lose all the fatass weight she gained because of her polycysticness. I continue to be a fatass (but by choice because I'm just not ready yet). Anyway, that's the one lady.
The OTHER lady is this army chick who's being deployed, with her fiancee, and if they are married before they're deployed they might let them live together. Fine!! So get this, she's trying on this one dress and it's mad ugly. The consultant HATES it, so does the fashion director (this big gay queen that I heart). But the girl likes it. but in a last ditch effort to prevent her from picking this gross dress, they whip out this GORGEOUS Lazaro gown that probably costs a FORTUNE (did I mention these women are getting these gowns for free?) and they put it on her and POOF!!!! It looks STUNNING-- so much better than the ridiculous polyester dress she has on before. But oddly she doesn't seem to be loving it. So they suggest she put on the gross polyester dress again. BLECH. So she does- and the ask if it's the one. And she says YES. YES, to the ICKY GROSS polyester dress when she could've had the SPECTACULAR Lazaro grown that was like, silk charmeuse. And if it looked better on her, then I'd say whatever, but at the end of the day it DIDN'T look better. It looked icky. And she looked way fatter in it. Oh well. There's no accounting for taste.
The OTHER lady is this army chick who's being deployed, with her fiancee, and if they are married before they're deployed they might let them live together. Fine!! So get this, she's trying on this one dress and it's mad ugly. The consultant HATES it, so does the fashion director (this big gay queen that I heart). But the girl likes it. but in a last ditch effort to prevent her from picking this gross dress, they whip out this GORGEOUS Lazaro gown that probably costs a FORTUNE (did I mention these women are getting these gowns for free?) and they put it on her and POOF!!!! It looks STUNNING-- so much better than the ridiculous polyester dress she has on before. But oddly she doesn't seem to be loving it. So they suggest she put on the gross polyester dress again. BLECH. So she does- and the ask if it's the one. And she says YES. YES, to the ICKY GROSS polyester dress when she could've had the SPECTACULAR Lazaro grown that was like, silk charmeuse. And if it looked better on her, then I'd say whatever, but at the end of the day it DIDN'T look better. It looked icky. And she looked way fatter in it. Oh well. There's no accounting for taste.