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Yay, let me tell you about my day.
1. Woke up to get ready for the wedding. All went well - I got a chance to shower before the hot water was all gone, I got some time in the bathroom...went to put my dress on and...eesh.
Problem one, I hadn't tried it on with the bra I'd planned to wear with it, and it...didn't quite work. I had a pretty significant amount of bra showing (it was a cute bra, at least). Problem two, I'd only tried it on over a tank top, and the back sagged a little but not horribly. I didn't think the tank top made a big difference...it did.
There were three hours between the wedding and reception so I just wore a black tank top under the dress for the wedding, and we planned to go get safety pins and an emergency bra before the reception.
2. The wedding was gorgeous. Mom cried practically the whole freaking time. She had me fish the Kleenex out of my purse before the bride even showed.
3. We found an emergency bra, but I had to go a band size down. There was one that pushed my tits up to my chin but it didn't plunge enough for the dress. Shame. The one we got gave me pretty nice boobage, even if it was a little tight. I had taken the tank top off before the shopping trip, and at the safety pin stop this woman came up behind me and took it upon herself to inform me my bra was showing and then try to fix it. WTF, lady. Anyway. Successful trip, and we got me cleavaged and pinned in fine.
4. OMG the reception. It was on a boat cruising around Lake Champlain. Gorgeous night, and can you say "open bar"? Yes? Awesome, so can I. And they didn't card me...I thought at first it was just because the original rule had been it was an over 21 reception but they changed it for a few people (our family was part of the reason they changed it omg we rule), but they carded my brother so apparently I just look 21. OMGscore. I didn't drink that much - mostly because there were a fair amount of church people there - just enough to get me dancing. A lot. Hee.
So. Gorgeous night, open bar, dancing, I looked super-hot...it was fun. Yay. And now my feet are killing me and I'm dying of heat so I'm hopping in the pool and then in the shower.
1. Woke up to get ready for the wedding. All went well - I got a chance to shower before the hot water was all gone, I got some time in the bathroom...went to put my dress on and...eesh.
Problem one, I hadn't tried it on with the bra I'd planned to wear with it, and it...didn't quite work. I had a pretty significant amount of bra showing (it was a cute bra, at least). Problem two, I'd only tried it on over a tank top, and the back sagged a little but not horribly. I didn't think the tank top made a big difference...it did.
There were three hours between the wedding and reception so I just wore a black tank top under the dress for the wedding, and we planned to go get safety pins and an emergency bra before the reception.
2. The wedding was gorgeous. Mom cried practically the whole freaking time. She had me fish the Kleenex out of my purse before the bride even showed.
3. We found an emergency bra, but I had to go a band size down. There was one that pushed my tits up to my chin but it didn't plunge enough for the dress. Shame. The one we got gave me pretty nice boobage, even if it was a little tight. I had taken the tank top off before the shopping trip, and at the safety pin stop this woman came up behind me and took it upon herself to inform me my bra was showing and then try to fix it. WTF, lady. Anyway. Successful trip, and we got me cleavaged and pinned in fine.
4. OMG the reception. It was on a boat cruising around Lake Champlain. Gorgeous night, and can you say "open bar"? Yes? Awesome, so can I. And they didn't card me...I thought at first it was just because the original rule had been it was an over 21 reception but they changed it for a few people (our family was part of the reason they changed it omg we rule), but they carded my brother so apparently I just look 21. OMGscore. I didn't drink that much - mostly because there were a fair amount of church people there - just enough to get me dancing. A lot. Hee.
So. Gorgeous night, open bar, dancing, I looked super-hot...it was fun. Yay. And now my feet are killing me and I'm dying of heat so I'm hopping in the pool and then in the shower.
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