Planning a wedding is daunting, and huge. Sometimes it feels like I have cold feet and I haven’t even started planning yet. I hope I’m not the only one that’s ever felt that way. When you get engaged all of these married women who never gave a crap about you before are suddenly very interested in you (actually not just married women, but everyone who never gave a crap about you before is suddenly interested in you) they all have tidbits of advice and horror stories. They mean well, and a lot of the advice is highly welcomed because lets be real I don’t know what the hell I’m doing or I guess SHOULD be doing. But one thing consistently comes up and it’s my weight.
"Are you going on a diet for the wedding?"
First of all, fuck you guys.
There aren't any answers, at least not any of real value. Keith and I have been talking about it and if I so should choose to lose weight it’s fine with him, and if I should choose not to that’s just as well. I shouldn't have to say it but Keith, my groom, is the only opinion that matters beside my own. So please tell me which florist is a genius, but leave out any and all unsolicited diet and weight comments.
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