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lucoSo dress shopping was...interesting...
We were the only people who had an appointment that day which was nice. But trying on all those different dresses, was a lot of work ;; And umm, surprisingly, I have to admit I looked good in a lot of them, even if I couldn't quite connect the girl in the mirror to me.
My favourite one wasn't chosen, but we were looking for a dress that suited all three bridesmaids and I was the only shape that suited that one.
We did find a pretty one that looked lovely on all of us in an eggplant colour which suited all our skin tones so yeah! And they found me black elbow length gloves so that the scars on my arms won't be seen.
It was a little bit....uncomfortable having the ladies there looking at them, because they always seem to assume the worst ((or at least the worst in their mind)) and my left arm will forever be a reminder of the worse part of my life...the right isn't so bad, it's just a sword wound after all.
And at the same time, it was odd. I felt really detached from all three of the girls. The other two are married and Megs is getting married and I just can't connect with anything they're saying. It's just a little lonely...
But it's done and we were all going out to the bar, but my ID was still packed somewhere and so, even though they dressed me up, and I'm still dressed up, I'm at home and a part of me is glad of that.
The whole experience was not what I was expecting and I'm left feeling odd and unsettled.
We were the only people who had an appointment that day which was nice. But trying on all those different dresses, was a lot of work ;; And umm, surprisingly, I have to admit I looked good in a lot of them, even if I couldn't quite connect the girl in the mirror to me.
My favourite one wasn't chosen, but we were looking for a dress that suited all three bridesmaids and I was the only shape that suited that one.
We did find a pretty one that looked lovely on all of us in an eggplant colour which suited all our skin tones so yeah! And they found me black elbow length gloves so that the scars on my arms won't be seen.
It was a little bit....uncomfortable having the ladies there looking at them, because they always seem to assume the worst ((or at least the worst in their mind)) and my left arm will forever be a reminder of the worse part of my life...the right isn't so bad, it's just a sword wound after all.
And at the same time, it was odd. I felt really detached from all three of the girls. The other two are married and Megs is getting married and I just can't connect with anything they're saying. It's just a little lonely...
But it's done and we were all going out to the bar, but my ID was still packed somewhere and so, even though they dressed me up, and I'm still dressed up, I'm at home and a part of me is glad of that.
The whole experience was not what I was expecting and I'm left feeling odd and unsettled.
