I just ordered a TIARA! Yeah. Me. Wearing a tiara. It was 1/2 off because it’s a sample. Oh darn. Someone wore my tiara to a photo shoot and it’s not virgin jewelry, the shame! Pfff, it was on sale! Seriously. I wouldn’t care if someone wore it to a funeral. You’re talking to the girl who fell in love with sparkly shoes from the DSW clearance rack. If I could find a used dress I liked as much as the one in my head, I’d probably order it too.
Oh, and don’t worry, it won’t have any rhinestones at all. I’m not that southern, actually I’m not southern at all (take that you damned Red Socks groom [Yankee would sound better, but then I’d have to endure a tickle and/or sock war once he reads this]). I was born in The District and DC was the capitol of the Union, you know.
So, there you go. I now have everything I plan on wearing to our wedding but my dress and there won’t be any rhinestones on that either. I’ll have to make my short fluffy veil now so that I can play with the placement of the veil and my rhinestone free tiara. Good thing I’ve had the supplies sitting in the laundry closet for a few months now.
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