Ah, is there anything more ghetto than saying “I Have To” rather than “I Do”. As I mentioned before, Evil Scientist and I were suspected of having a shotgun wedding. Nine months pregnant has been long enough, thank you very much. I'd hate to think of what a ten year-long pregnancy would feel like.
Anyway, this is the beginning of my wedding dress project. I started with the obvious choice of my own wedding dress. There's a catch, though. As it stands now, I am nine months and two days pregnant. I didn't have to undo the zipper at the back of the dress to put it on, I just slipped it over my head. I know that it's neurotic but it's definitely cool to try on your wedding dress as a heavily pregnant woman and not only be able to fit it but to have the top be too big. Seriously, how many women still fit into their wedding dress a few days after their 10th anniversary? Isn't that something women used to brag about? I can actually brag that mine is too big.
This is the point of this project though. The wedding cult is so powerful that even though I know it's bullshit I'm still sucked in by it. Enjoy the pictures I've posted in the corresponding album to this entry (credit to Evil Scientist). I think that they're pretty amusing:
http://www.duxfordgirl.ca/inmemoriam/browse.php?id=14
Stay tuned for more wedding dress silliness. I'm planning on roping all my friends into this.