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So I'm back from the wedding, having not tripped in my heels, wrinkled my dress, fainted, dropped my bouquet, lost the ring, or otherwise distracted attention from couple actually getting married. Success! Also, and more importantly, although I have now lost my apotheosis for Diana, the bride looked very beautiful, the groom very handsome, and they both were very polite about lots of silly behavior from their friends and relations, including me (but frankly, if you don't want to be compared to a princess, you shouldn't wear a fairytale cloak). And my sister was able to overcome several hardships, pinch a car and a phone and drive up to spend the rest of the weekend with me. Most excellent.
Also this weekend, I trimmed my hair. Myself. I don't think it's entirely straight (although I can't really see), but the split ends were knotting up and driving me crazy, so this state of affairs is much better. Hopefully.
Also this weekend, I trimmed my hair. Myself. I don't think it's entirely straight (although I can't really see), but the split ends were knotting up and driving me crazy, so this state of affairs is much better. Hopefully.