It's finally here. I've been waiting about 2 months for this day. I have my dress!
This is the front. I'm apparently not allowed to hold my cats in the next three and a half months, as evidenced by a large cat scratch on my chest.
And this is the back. It's wrinkled, but I was told the seamstress could steam it out. I bought the dress a size too small in June, and I vowed to get into it. The dress is now too big! And I have only lost 5 lbs. I had lost more, but Indiana killed me.
For the wedding, I'm fairly certain my hair will be in some form of french twist concoction. I also have a lovely veil, not pictured here.
Left to do to look good in my wedding dress: get skin under control, work out more (arms and neck are trouble spots), and get a longer chain for the gorgeous snowflake necklace my mother bought me.
112 days and counting!
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