On the way up to the garlic festival, I got a call that my wedding dress was in. I was giddy for all of 5 minutes and then worried that it wouldn’t fit. Last night, my worries proved to be founded. It is too small. I am trying not to be too upset about this, but really, who wouldn’t be?
I had to take it with me but I am going to call today to make an alterations appt. The nice woman who has been my “consultant” at the shop told me that there was no problem. That there is plenty of fabric in there and it will be fine.
I looked inside the dress today and I think there may be enough. That and me starving myself for the next two months.
Don’t worry, I won’t actually do that. I can’t. Training for a marathon doesn’t allow not eating enough. I just have to be smarter. You would think that after training for these last 6 weeks or what have you that I would have lost something, but no. I do remember that the first marathon I trained for I actually gained a couple pounds, but it was all in the right places and muscle.
Enough of that.
I’m off to start making the paper for the base of our invites. I will be posting process pictures in the future.