Yeah, yeah, I know you’ve already heard it before but next month I won’t just be celebrating the birth of what I’m sure will be the most beautiful/smartest baby (I expect him to figure out that Hadron Collider thing in between naps) but also the wedding of my good friend Barbara.
As such, I will be serving as a bridesmaid. Now I know you’re all going, “she’s going to complain about her dress, yawn, heard that before.” And I am but I have a particular grip (aquamarine notwithstanding) – I keep needing to visit the tailor. For you see women in “my condition,” as the tailor put it, have a tendency to erm….need to be refitted. Multiple times.
I have just returned from my second and I am sure there are more on the horizon. I’m starting to think he should just sew in an elastic waist. But what say you? Should I just go naked? Rock some comfy pants? Chime in with some advice.
-Lil
