
I've been dress shopping for my mom's wedding and this is the most hideous one I've come across to date. How come when you need something, you can't find it, but when you're not looking, it falls in your lap?
You may think you're reading something you're not supposed to, but this is a blog- everything written here is intentional, and you shouldn't feel embarrassed to read it if I wasn't embarrassed to write it. This is me, uncensored. Welcome to the crazy.
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