Wherein we learn that:
1) The bling totally works with this gown, just as we’d imagined.
2) The scalloped beading on the veil totally works with the bling and the gown. We has ensemble!
3) If I hadn’t been off powdering my nose while my mother ordered my veil, I might have gotten the chapel-length veil I thought I wanted, instead of the cathedral-length veil that truly fits. But fortune was looking out for me.
It wasn’t the length that was wrong with the other one, it was the shape.
4) I should pay no heed to the folks who encourage me to drop the flamenco fan and carry a nosegay of flowers down the aisle instead. Because the abanicos are AWESOME.
I’m thinking the small one actually works better than the larger.
5) “You have lost weight!” exclaimed Elena, “now this dress is very loose on you! I need to take it in again!” And I had. And it was. And so she cinched. And I giggled in disbelief at what is, apparently, my actual waistline.
I’ve eschewed carbs (and, to a lesser extent, calories) since Fourth of July, and while I’ve missed them, the payoff speaks for itself.