My favorite picture from our engagement session.
So we are at the 17 day mark and my wedding dress doesn't fit. Insert panic here.
I went back today for my third and, I had hoped, final fitting. It turns out I will be picking up the dress on Monday with the straps adjusted for the third time. Delightful.
Today I'm having an internal meltdown about my wedding.
I wish I had stuck to my original plan:
-Wear Nana's wedding dress.
-Send out evites instead of real invitations
-Cut our flowers from any bush the morning of
-Get married at my parents, in the backyard by the creek
-Keep it simple
Who cares about the ceremony- I care about the marriage.
But instead, I spent tons of money and my wedding dress doesn't fit.
Don't get me wrong; my dress is gorgeous and I'm so excited we decided to put out the extra money for a videographer. I'm just ready for the marriage. The ceremony will be fun, the day will be glorious, but I would like to just be with my Jacob already.