My friend Cara's dress was similar to your first one, msbelle, except the skirt was all feathers instead of tulle.
'Objects In Space'
Natter 32 Flavors and Then Some
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Sleeves are nice. Not universally necessary, but I tend to go with them, or at least with straps. My boobular containment facility demands the extra fabric.
what do people mean when they say "modern"?
Usually, I mean "these days", or "recently" (for incredibly wide variation of either term). I've never meant earlier than 1900, but I usually mean since about 1950. In a formal literary context, I mean about 1920-1950, in contrast to post-modern art.
Not surprised about the NHL. Eric Wilbur (NESN Sports Blog) had a whole plan for how he would contract the NHL to 20 teams and restructure the whole shebang. Also, he suggested that the Garden aka FleetCenter may in the future be called GoldenPalace.com Center, if eBay is to be believed. This would be why I persist in calling in the Garden.
My mom had one of those writeups when she married dad. Of course, it being the south alongside descriptions of the swiss-dotted bridesmaids dresses and mom's mantillia, there was the recounting of Dad's football exploits.
you hid it in a *sports* post!
What you are witnessing is my freaky ambivalence. Yay! Pretties! Yikes! Don'twannagush! Yay! Sports! Eep!
Once again, I'm not so sure I'm an actual girl.
Hungry. Need caffeine and new job. Also need to return 8 bazillion phone calls. Blargh.
Beverly is me.
"Venise lace" used to drive me up the wall, though. If a dress didn't have "Valenciennes lace", it had "Venise lace". The bride chose a fingertip-length illusion veil and was given in marriage by her father.
Julie Andrews' in Sound of Music.
Mmmm, Julie had a hot bod.
::fondly recalls SOB::
illusion veil Don't they all? (/bullshit phony cynicism)
Having no idea how to navigate LJ or where one might find amych's dress in a sports post, I shall now content myself with completely making up a strappy-yet-sleeveless dress in my mind and pretending that's what amych is wearing.
::imagines::
::imagines::
Update: the begowned amych in my brain is smokin' hott.
Thanks, Nutty.
Yay! Pretties! Yikes! Don'twannagush! Yay! Sports! Eep!
That's multi-tasking. Of course you're an actual girl.
t Wishing coffee-through-the-wires could actually help Allyson