Isn't bridal-cult 20 like a normal 2 or something?

Yes, and they always order too big, so they can make more money on alterations.

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Have you told your folks yet or are you waiting?

I've told mine, he's stubborn about telling his. I'm leaving that up to him, but if they bitch about it--he gets to take the heat.

This particular store ONLY carried the dress in a 10 and took my measurements in the middle of the showroom and I had to order a size 20.

I know we've gone through this before. Aimee, they made me "imagine" how my dress would look while I tried on the only size 18 dress they had in the shop, with the big gaping wide back that they couldn't zip. And this is when I weighed 140 fucking pounds. It's evil, we all know it.

NOBODY SHOULD EVER JUDGE THEIR SIZE ACCORDING TO WEDDING/BRIDESMAID DRESSES.

That way lies pain.

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When I was in my mother's wedding in high school I was a size 2 and the bridal shop made me order an 8.

Cashmere, do you have a due date yet?

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Wow. I had no idea wedding dresses were so evil in their sizing notions. Despite my number of marriages I never went that route. The first trip down the aisle my one attendant and I just went shopping and bought regular dresses we liked. Mine was a yellow lacy mini-dress. The second event my dress was made by the costume designer for the opera company DH#2 worked for at the time and my attendant made her own dress. My FINAL trip down the aisle a friend made my dress and my attendant happened to have a lovely dress in her closet the same off white color so we went with it.

It was more about the people than the clothes for me.

I should be in bed. Another long day. Since I worked all day I agreed to watch a movie with Bobby when I got home. We watched National Treasure which was satisfying. And Nick Cage which always works for me.

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Actually, to be more accurate and echo what the ENT said -- that's probably not a hangover. That's a migraine, with the headache gone. Just like he suspects my dizzy spells are migraines where the headache never shows up at all.

This makes a lot of sense. Thanks.

It implies, to me, that continuing to take meds until the whole thing passes would help matters. Once the headache lets go, I tend to stop taking them. Of course, I only realized yesterday that the dosing for migraines and tension headaches is totally different with Midrine. The interbunny should not make me a more informed patient than my doctor, frankly, but I am glad it is an option for learning stuff.

I hope that you hear from the doctors with good, and easily fixable, news soon.

His name is John Hockenberry.

I've always liked him.

High living? No. Married man break my heart and my credit? No. I paid one of my bills twice.

Not nearly as much as I (heart) erika though.

For the record, I got her these

That's a whole lot of Too Much Candy.

beathen just took too much candy to a whole new level.

And beth beat me to the observation.

But I was watching an Indy race so it was time well spent. For not having any of my favorites win, I am surprisingly pleased by the results. By which, shockingly, I do not mean porn. This time.

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jasmine green tea... (I don't eat cereal)

Wow. I had no idea wedding dresses were so evil in their sizing notions.

So very evil.

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Hi Cass! Past my bedtime, but how are you? Also, headaches suck. I almost never get them, but the occasional one makes me sympathetic.

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askye, if this is the recipe you're thinking of, it's here: [link]

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Who won, Cassie? (freakin' Belmont. freakin' triple crown. feh.)

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But I found out there is a 14 inch difference between waist and hips and an 8 inch between bust and waist.

Which is why your ass skews my Kinsey, Woman!

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