The Dress (And Other Drama)

So today was THE day. Wedding dress shopping with Mom and Carmen. I was prepared for tears, opinions, and at least three arguments about what constitutes ‘appropriate neckline.’ What I wasn’t prepared for was finding THE dress on the second try.

The Dress (And Other Drama)

I stepped out of the dressing room and before I could even look in the mirror, Carmen burst into tears. Full waterworks. When I asked what was wrong, she claimed ‘seasonal allergies.’ In February. Sure, Carmen. Mom immediately started taking pictures and texting them to literally everyone in her contacts, including Marcus. I’m like ‘MOM NO!’ but it was too late.

Marcus texted back within thirty seconds: ‘I didn’t look I promise.’ Right. Sure you didn’t, babe. The man who can’t resist opening Christmas presents early somehow has the willpower to ignore a wedding dress photo. I know he looked. He definitely looked. And honestly? Good. Because I look amazing in this dress and he should know what he’s getting himself into.

Now I just have to keep it a secret for eight more months. This should go well.