Tuesday, October 27, 2009

I have a confession to make.

I am an indecisive bride-to-be.

I think. (just kidding!)

What I know about astrology could fit into a thimble, but I have heard that Libras like me are terrible at making decisions, so I'll just go ahead and blame my birthdate on this particular problem! :)

It's reared its ugly head on several occasions during the process, ranging from the selection of the venue to the overall look of the wedding - but nowhere was it as evident as in the selection of my wedding dress.

I'm a bit of a wannabe(e!) fashionista...issues of Vogue and Harper's can be found sandwiched between my wedding magazines and my closet...well, in one year of residence I've outgrown my walk-in closet by two rolling wardrobe racks. Clothes? I'm a little bit of a fan. So I flatter myself to think that I had a bit of a Carrie Bradshaw (who is my, among many many other women's fashion guru) moment before going dress shopping. Was I a sexy bride? A demure bride? An ivory bride? I had no idea.

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