I am off this weekend to a wedding--the second wedding of anyone in my group of friends from college (congratulations and a first place ribbon goes to the Mooneyhams for their August nuptials), and the first I attend as a bridesmaid.
Last December, when I was surrounded by friends affiancing themselves left and right, I threw a temper tantrum and announced to a friend that I hoped I was always the bridesmaid, because I didn't want to get married anytime soon.
His reply? I hope you're always the bride.
Well. Well, well, well. I suppose now would be the perfect opportunity to announce my engagement to Stanley, the 38 year old fashion blogger I met via okcupid.com
Now that's a twist that the writers of 27 Dresses couldn't have written if I maneuvered the pens in their hands myself.
jk, jk, jk.