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I cannot underestimate the lack of intelligence of the British public, in some demented escape from reason I was only voted the ninth most beautiful British woman of all time. Not even in the top five? I should move to India and be done with you foolish twits.
In some rash overreaction, something I'm usually immune to, I made the decision to not wear a typical wedding dress for my marriage to Arun later this year. While I said it was because my age doesn't warrant it, the truth is it would be inappropriate seeing we're only having a fake wedding. In lieu of the lacy bodice and sewn pearls of a frothy confection in white I've chosen 13 (such a lucky number) dresses to wear over our four day ceremony in Gloucester and Mumbai.
I'm really at a loss lately, give me an idea of what you want to hear and if it involves Hugh I'll make an extra long post just for you. Otherwise I'm going to tell you all a story about Chuckles the Clown and a bizarre Saturday in the park.
In some rash overreaction, something I'm usually immune to, I made the decision to not wear a typical wedding dress for my marriage to Arun later this year. While I said it was because my age doesn't warrant it, the truth is it would be inappropriate seeing we're only having a fake wedding. In lieu of the lacy bodice and sewn pearls of a frothy confection in white I've chosen 13 (such a lucky number) dresses to wear over our four day ceremony in Gloucester and Mumbai.
I'm really at a loss lately, give me an idea of what you want to hear and if it involves Hugh I'll make an extra long post just for you. Otherwise I'm going to tell you all a story about Chuckles the Clown and a bizarre Saturday in the park.