Tiara-tastic
This morning I had to go clothes shopping for Greg to kit him out for the honeymoon. As he's unable to have the Yellow Fever vaccine, he has to take extra precautions (only sensible). We've got insect-repellent spray (with huge percentages of DEET), bands for his ankles and wrists (90% DEET!) rather like the type I wore one ski trip when we got the ferry across to France. You know the thing - look like a thick, Scholl, friendship bracelet? Anyway, I've also been told he needs to wear long kight-coloured sleeves and trousers on safari, and to avoid blue. Apparently the mossies like dark colours and the tsetse flies go for blue. To be frank, I'm following all of these precautions too, after my discussion with the lovely nurse at the Royal Free Travel Clinic, and wasn't previously aware that you should avoid blue clothing. Anyway, I had to go pick up some long-sleeved PJs and a few long-sleeved shirts. Not in blue.
I also had to hop to Wandsworth where my wedding dress is being made. I found a tiara there on my last visit, and fell in love with it. I had been planning on using Greg's sister's old headdress (well, "old" in that she wore it for her wedding, ten years ago) but it made me look awful so after much soul-searching(!) I decided to go shopping for a new one. The ones online that I found weren't that great, and my mother said I was being rash to just order one - they mostly had no returns policy, understandably, and when the photograph isn't that clear and it might not suit me even if it only costs £20, it's still a waste - so I decided to look at some. Anyway, I wasn't expecting to find one so soon and had plans to scope out some shops. Harrods (their wedding department is massive), Caroline Castigliano (she had tiaras when I tried on dresses there), and Chiltern Street W1 (jammed with wedding shops and an Oboe shop which also interests me) would have been my hunting grounds. But at my last fitting I asked about tiaras. I'd seen their collection before and hadn't rated anything in it, but this time, there was this lovely....
*Realising she's shooting herself in the foot by describing her outfit before the day*
Anyway, I picked it up today, and put it on (for the hell of it) on my clean but not "up" hair - and felt like some sort of seven-year-old feels when she's imagining how she'll look when she gets hitched. Suffice it to say - I'm getting into this whole wedding excitement in a big way.
Just need to work out how to, and whether to, lose any more weight before my final fitting next week... Whatever size I am then, I'm sticking to it, despite being prone to losing weight when stressing. So I just won't stress. Ahem. Stopping smoking - doing rather well at reducing, not so great at stopping.
I also had to hop to Wandsworth where my wedding dress is being made. I found a tiara there on my last visit, and fell in love with it. I had been planning on using Greg's sister's old headdress (well, "old" in that she wore it for her wedding, ten years ago) but it made me look awful so after much soul-searching(!) I decided to go shopping for a new one. The ones online that I found weren't that great, and my mother said I was being rash to just order one - they mostly had no returns policy, understandably, and when the photograph isn't that clear and it might not suit me even if it only costs £20, it's still a waste - so I decided to look at some. Anyway, I wasn't expecting to find one so soon and had plans to scope out some shops. Harrods (their wedding department is massive), Caroline Castigliano (she had tiaras when I tried on dresses there), and Chiltern Street W1 (jammed with wedding shops and an Oboe shop which also interests me) would have been my hunting grounds. But at my last fitting I asked about tiaras. I'd seen their collection before and hadn't rated anything in it, but this time, there was this lovely....
*Realising she's shooting herself in the foot by describing her outfit before the day*
Anyway, I picked it up today, and put it on (for the hell of it) on my clean but not "up" hair - and felt like some sort of seven-year-old feels when she's imagining how she'll look when she gets hitched. Suffice it to say - I'm getting into this whole wedding excitement in a big way.
Just need to work out how to, and whether to, lose any more weight before my final fitting next week... Whatever size I am then, I'm sticking to it, despite being prone to losing weight when stressing. So I just won't stress. Ahem. Stopping smoking - doing rather well at reducing, not so great at stopping.
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