And then there was Friday. Friday the 13th (moo-hahahahaha). Or, Wedding Shower Friday!! Again, my dress dilemma was quite the doozey. My backup was to wear the dress I wore to the gala on Thursday night, but obviously, that wasn’t ideal. Luckily I found a hot-second, or ten, on Friday afternoon and headed down to the stores to see what I could find…. and you know when the retail-gods align, and everything just works in your favour? Well Friday the 13th was my lucky day! Because I found the above dress, in the first store I went into, for $29 (on sale from $150), and in my size. Yippee! Wahoo! (Size Large, Jacobs)
True, it was/is a little boobilicious, but it made me feel pretty, and so I slapped my credit card down and bought it.
After work I zoomed up to my mom & dad’s house, quickly got changed, and then made my mom take a million and two photos of me, before I headed to the restaurant for the shower.
So, ta-da! Here’s the dress in all its glory. And truthfully? I liked it. I thought I looked pretty. I rocked it. At my size and everything.
I liked it so much, I even twirled in it. And then made a gif of my twirl.
Yea. Yea. Yea. I know. Don’t worry, the guy I’m dating saw this last night and made lots of (well deserved) fun of me for it. But the dress was so flowy, and whatever, twirling is fun.
ANYWHO. SO MANY SELFIES. Let’s move on. Move on to Maria’s GLORIOUS Wedding Shower!
Firstly, Maria freakin’ ROCKED a white, onesey ensemble, as her nearest and dearest women surrounded her. I love this girl (and her fiance) so much, and am so excited for their wedding in September. (I actually remember writing about them starting to date back in the archives of this blog! The three of us went to high school together, but they’ve known each other since grade 6.)
Anywho… Instead of sticking to the registry, I bought her a spa-getaway package up north, but perhaps most importantly, I created a hilarious (if I do say so myself) picture story book, complete with Google images of people at spas, and on road trips, with our faces stuck on top of them. It was awesome. I am funny. She loved it. And I can’t now wait for that.
Maria’s mom put the shindig together, and I swear the woman could have a career in party planning. Because loooooooook! Look at the beautifulness of the event. Simply gorgeous.
The food was so yummy (and don’tcha worry your pretty little head. I had zero treats from that treat table up above. #willpower). Two nights of steak in a row? You better believe it. #fancypants.
There was also a fortune teller at the shower. Hmmm. Yup. A fortune teller. So I don’t do fortune telling. Or stars aligning. Or zodiac signs. But for the fun of it, I sat down, and heard what she had to say. (Fun fact: I’ve never ever done it before because I always thought I’d get the “death card” or would hear “you’re going to die alone. In a basement. With eight cats. Because your dogs left you.”) The only real thing she said to me was that the guy I’m currently dating “isn’t the one,” and then the rest of it was all quite vague. She said I was a very “inspiring” person, and “creative.” She said I’m very “positive,” and am currently going through a “transition phase.” Oh! And she said I got (in her opinion) the best possible card someone could get - the lucky card. And that good things happen to me, and always will, so I don’t have to worry about my luck changing, as it’s built into me. Sure, it was nice to hear, but again, vague! And I really didn’t read into any of it. :)
Speeches were given, wine was drunk, a million photos were taken, and I guessed Maria’s age wrong in six photos on display (it was a game) when I had actually been with her for five of them - so #friendshipfail on that one.
These girls! They’re the best. THE BEST. And I can’t wait to head to Jamaica with them next week!
Tears. There were tears. I’m going to cry like a baby at the wedding.
And presents for each and all. I made out like a bandit, and can’t thank Maria’s familia enough. (#soitalian)
So yup. That was my Friday night. So much love in one place for this girl. She is honestly one of the world’s best, and I felt so blessed I got to shower her with love on Friday. She just gets me, and I get her, and I am lucky to call her my best friend.