You know the saying "Once a bridesmaid, never a bride"?
This is me.
This is me in my lovely purple bridesmaid dress helping my very good friend Missi with the train on her wedding dress.
I'm really going to try hard to not make this post all about the dress. But let's face it. It seemed to be a focal point for me all day. It made me a bit miserable.
Don't get me wrong.
I was soooo excited for my friend. She is seriously one of my closest and long time friends, and not to mention one of the last of my single friends to get married. She waited a very very very long time for her slow moving boyfriend to finally propose. I think they started dating early in 2006, so you can see....it's been a while and she was pretty stoked to be getting married.
But the dress...ugh.
My faithful posse that followed me around all day.
It looked super cute in the photo in the catalog where Missi chose it from. In fact, it looked really cute. On the size 2 model.
Oh, I could go on and on.
This little guy had fun running around the temple grounds, the luncheon, and at the reception. And he got majorly doped up on sugar by the end of the night.