I seriously HATE dresses. Hate hate H.A.T.E. D's niece is getting married this Saturday and we have to go to the wedding with Demented (extra treat).
Last week I was telling slacker about the wedding and she said 'what are you wearing?'. I said 'I only have ONE dress -little black number- that I wear to anything important'. Slacker said 'oh...uh..gee...black? to a wedding?" And ever since that comment its been bugging me.
So now, OMG, with the wedding a mere 3 days away- I have been hunting for something I don't want to own and will never wear again. Now, after many failed attempts at trying on the aforementioned HATED garments, I feel depressed and fat and old. Why cant I wear jeans?
I don't even want to go to the wedding (now) and am further discouraged since the booze won't start to flow until 6pm. ACK!!!!
