A Pregnant Bride and Bridesmaids In Red Dresses

Pregnant Bride

I got home at 4 am on Saturday morning and had to wake up at 9 in order to meet Caroline for 10.30 to go and get fitted for my Bridesmaid dress with her sister and Rebecca. We all turned up about half an hour late, which the ladies in the shop appeared to be highly unimpressed by. None of the dresses fit, we couldn’t agree on anything and the lady kept pinning things and telling us to “imagine” Fuck that! Who wants to pay £200 on a dress and all you can do is “imagine” what it looks like.