Why is it so hard to find a good wedding outfit?
I am now on my third attempt and still no nearer finding a goodie.
The first attempt, we'll pretend never happened.
The second one, should have been a very pretty green, floaty, floral number from 'Borne'. On, however, I could have been one of Shrek's distant relatives.
My latest attempt, a Roland Mouret, Ebay sensation is good but ridiculously short - Raise my arms even a millimetre and you can read what's written on my knickers. So not ideal for a nice Roman Catholic church service.
It's tricky trying to get the right balance. Not too saucy - hard when it's a day to night affair - and not too like a frumpy old school marm from Dullsville. I did find the one a few months ago. A Nina Ricci, red, silk vision. It ticked all the boxes. Bar one. For the same price I could have probably picked up the drinks tab for the whole wedding. I didn't think Chaz would've been too thrilled to hear I re-mortgaged the house for the sake of a frock either.
So unless we win Friday's lottery, I've got five days and counting to find something to wear. I am going to the dinosaur museum with cubs this afternoon, you never know, desperate times, desperate measures....
Floral floaty by Borne |
Roland Mouret Zonda Dress |
The Nina Ricci dream |
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