This is the only photo that has popped up since the wedding on Saturday. That’s my handsome husband right there behind me. We had a good time dancing and sipping wine; it was a beautiful wedding.
I’m so ready for normal land around here. It feels good to have a big date that was looming behind us. Speech was written and tearfully given, dress fit, found a jacket, covered self in faux-tan spray, schedules were met, feet and nails were lady-fied.
I want to write more about being a “fat bridesmaid” as I think some of us have to deal with this at some. It’s a strange land to find yourself in. It all turns out fine, but not without worry and many self-conscious moments where you can feel completely and utterly like the ugliest duckling at the ball.
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