Wedding Weekend
In just about a half hour, we start the long busy weekend I like to call; a family wedding. Andy's younger brother Elliott is marrying his gorgeous bride Lea tomorrow night right on the Baltimore Harbor. An event the entire family seems to have been looking forward to for the past several months.
And really why shouldn't we? Everyone loves a good wedding. Family, friends included. I to love them. I love looking at the groom while everyone looks at the bride. I love the moment when you look at the crowd and realize its not just a uniting of two people. But many. Two family, with endless amounts of cousins, and Aunts. Uniting of friends, and neighbors. And to some extent, even pets. So as to use the words Oprah has recited many times before. Its not like you are just uniting two people, rather you are uniting a village
I admit I am a bit nervous. For several weeks I had been in search of the perfect wedding attire. Andy is the best man so I wanted to make sure I was to look just as good. I looked and searched and had a lot of unsuccessful moments in the ladies fitting room. Until I went out with my sisters, who found a really cute purple dress which was something I would have looked right over. It was something I doubt I would have even tried on in fact. Still they made me and I stood in the middle of the dressing room, they swore this was the dress. The one to wear. And I had tried on so many other ones and had been so unhappy with the results and knew that by saying no meant more fittings. Meant more headaches and all. So I caved.
Plus I doubt they would steer me away from this. And I would like to think that I do in fact look smoking hot.
So tomorrow I will be stepping out of my comfort zone and into a tiny purple shimmery dress that leaves little to the imagination...
You may be asking yourself, whats the big deal. It isn't your day. And your right about that one. It isn't. And in all honesty I doubt I will even be noticed by the majority of guest. And I shouldn't. Other than my husbands attention that is. And I am perfectly ok with that.
Still I see nothing wrong with wanting to look good. If for no one else but me.
And really why shouldn't we? Everyone loves a good wedding. Family, friends included. I to love them. I love looking at the groom while everyone looks at the bride. I love the moment when you look at the crowd and realize its not just a uniting of two people. But many. Two family, with endless amounts of cousins, and Aunts. Uniting of friends, and neighbors. And to some extent, even pets. So as to use the words Oprah has recited many times before. Its not like you are just uniting two people, rather you are uniting a village
I admit I am a bit nervous. For several weeks I had been in search of the perfect wedding attire. Andy is the best man so I wanted to make sure I was to look just as good. I looked and searched and had a lot of unsuccessful moments in the ladies fitting room. Until I went out with my sisters, who found a really cute purple dress which was something I would have looked right over. It was something I doubt I would have even tried on in fact. Still they made me and I stood in the middle of the dressing room, they swore this was the dress. The one to wear. And I had tried on so many other ones and had been so unhappy with the results and knew that by saying no meant more fittings. Meant more headaches and all. So I caved.
Plus I doubt they would steer me away from this. And I would like to think that I do in fact look smoking hot.
So tomorrow I will be stepping out of my comfort zone and into a tiny purple shimmery dress that leaves little to the imagination...
You may be asking yourself, whats the big deal. It isn't your day. And your right about that one. It isn't. And in all honesty I doubt I will even be noticed by the majority of guest. And I shouldn't. Other than my husbands attention that is. And I am perfectly ok with that.
Still I see nothing wrong with wanting to look good. If for no one else but me.