I'm up late working on the children's book thing and I happened to catch a late-night episode of Bridezillas on WE. I only have one thing to say:
God BLESS you,
appletango, for not being a fire-breathing monster bitch leading up to your wedding. For reals.
Well, except for the groomsmen vests on the day of even though that was more teetering-on-the-edge-of-smack-a-bitch than fire-breathing.
But that was warranted. Because wtf.