To: Jabba The Hut, Subject: Wedding Invite
September 9th, 2010 § 6 Comments
My friend’s wedding is coming up, and I haven’t even chosen my outfit yet.
I went out looking in the reccomended shop and found a few nice dresses that I thought would look nice on me, but the prices just put me right off. £200 for a plain black dress! *faints*
For the hen night I just picked a couple of outfits to go along with the events, but obviously I can’t wear them to the wedding, so the wardrobe doors close. I need to find a nice outfit before long, or else I’ll be showing up to the wedding wearing nothing but my pyjamas – and it is seriously looking that way.
When I went to the shop yesterday, I saw lots of lovely dresses. The shop assistant came over multiple times, saying “oh, wow, that would look splendid on you!” and “that would go well with your skin-tone [pale] nicely!”
But, of course she’d say that. She’d tell Jabba the Hut that the dresses would suit him just to get money out of him.
I’d better find a shop fast, otherwise Jabba will be having my invite instead, wearing my special dress…
Ah the old wedding dress dilemma… you need The Online Stylist my darling! Pop on over and take a look xx
Oh, thank-you! I’ll definitely take a look now! xx
Oh poor you. I used to SO enjoy choosing frocks for special occasions, but now I know they will sit in the wardrobe from year to year and resent the money when I could spend it on everyday clothes. I think that’s called ‘growing up’….bah! xx
So did I! Since there were a lot of weddings when I was younger, I’d buy an outfit and wear it to a couple of weddings, so it would be worth the money, but nowadays there aren’t many weddings, so I either grow out of the outfits or go off them! xx
Always a horrible decision. I don’t envy you: but at least if you get to wear black, there is a possibility that you may wear the dress again sometime. I have been told that I MUST wear tartan to a wedding in November, and my sons and husband must wear kilts. This, I feel, is asking a lot: we aren’t Scottish. The ring-bearer is also, literally, a dog.
Please don’t tell me nobody involved with the wedding is Scottish…
I suppose black is pretty much my only option, as to the last wedding I went to, I was completely out of place – I wore a trouser-suit (as complimented on by Husband), whereas every other woman in the whole place was wearing a dress. Needless to say that suit hasn’t seen the light of day since.