Everything is my fault.

What's TOTALLY your fault is the incredibly enjoyable trip I had to SF last year. You big meanie, making me take a trip to see people I like so much!

In fact, whenever I lose my car keys, I never say "Darn that Nilly and her mathiness!"

Well, I never did before, but you can bet I'm going to now.

Maria, if this link works it should take you to a shitload of long-sleeved dresses, many really rather gorgeous, on theknot.com (for unknown reasons, but probably just motiveless malice, theknot does have a search function for dresses by sleeve length, but it's a sooper-seekrit-advanced search function that is irritatingly hidden):

Thank you! JZ, you need to come back to the east coast and go dress-shopping with me.

The Knot aggravates me more often than not. I don't have the patience to go on a treasure hunt; I have a wedding to plan.

eta: But skip page 2 of the dresses, which contains 9 rather cheesy fake-Renaissance gowns that any period costumer could make you a much, much better-looking custom-fit version of for about half the price.

You can say that again.

MFN, a good bridal shop would be able to add sleeves.

It all depends on what dress I decide I can't live without. I know some of them would look terrible with sleeves.

t thwump

Maria, after you get past the icky faux-Faire dresses on page 2, there truly are lots of very pretty ones. Some totally impractical Art Girl dresses and a handful of meringuey monstrosities, but also quite a few just plain lovely ones.

And if I can come up with any reason or budget to go to the East Coast before your wedding date, I would happily make a DC stop and go dress-shopping. As a former successfully-bought-a-dress-online bride (bride emeritus?) whose wedding party included a dressmaker/former model and a dressmaker/former model and stripper (who totally should call herself a stripper emeritus), I feel as if I have some bizarre wisdom to impart.

IIRC there were people here who liked J. Michael Straczynski? You might be interested in this: [link]

Thanks to you guys for the auto-linky thing. It is so nice.

And now I feel terribly rude for frivoling all over shrift's thwumpage. For which I'm very sorry, as the universe owes shrift a thwump-free day or fifty.

t Puts soft, comfy pillow on shrift's desk, along with a large bottle of scotch.

That's a weird pitch, bon. He's asking other people to get him a job, in effect. Saving an existing show, I get. This is ... odd.

::FedExes shrift men to objectify::

Hands shrift a beer.

I think the general US term for these folks is ultra-orthodox. And, yes, on a sweltering July day in New York, I always feel sorry for the men wearing furry hats. I think it would be only fair if they were allowed to swap to nice cotton hats during the summer, to avoid heatstroke.

I think Nilly had it right. I think it's usually Hasidic (or Hassidim, or Chassidim).