I never thought I would get married - it was never important for me. Then I met X. He wanted to get married so I wanted to get married. He loves the idea I wasn't losing anything as I didn't think marriage was important but he was missing out - not that he would ever have said anything) - so many years later we are getting married!
We have planned two (TWO!) weddings. Down to a T. Both have had to be cancelled due to various things (family). So I have planned a secret wedding. For him. One that will actually happen. Just the two of us. Seriously - our photographers are acting as witnesses. X hates summer - so we are getting married half way across the world. In Scotland. Outside. In winter (Feb '12). We are talking 5 degrees celsius. On a good day. That's about 40F. I have ordered him a suit, organized venue, celebrant, photographers, flowers and everything else. Rings are done. Blah blah blah. Sorted.
The thing is after planning two weddings, and now a third I am tired and bride'd out. Plus it is going to be cold and outside and hopefully snowing - I just don't know what the f*** to wear (except for two pairs of black opaque stockings and a pair of hunter wellies).
I am tall and broad and daring (and about a size 8-10, size 11 feet, and have a sweet rack). I just want to be a total fox.
This Vanessa Bruno would really show off that sweet rack.
But I dunno about the wellies. Aren't wellies with a wedding dress sorta 2010?