That's right. I'm engaged. Again. Boy, I must be a glutton for punishment.
Actually, my fiance, Smiley, is pretty nifty. Of course, I'm a bit biased.
So now, Miss I-Don't-Ever-Want-To-Think-About-Getting-Married-Ever-Again (me) is going nutso. I mean, once I actually accepted the fact that I agreed to take the plunge for the third (yes, third) time, I've kind of been getting into it.
Especially the dresses.
When I was a teenager (or maybe even younger), my friends and I would go to the local Deb store (especially around prom time) and try on the fancy dresses. What the heck - it was free and drove the salespeople crazy. Whee!
So I guess I've always been a glutton for fancy fru-fru dresses. Which, if you would know me only on an exterior level, you probably wouldn't guess. I'm normally dressed in jeans and leathers.
*sigh* Maybe I'll convince the girls to go dress window shopping this weekend. Oh the horror!
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