No not Christmas but weddings! My 6th wedding invitation dropped through the letterbox this morning. I stared at the crisp white envelope with sheer dread. Yes we have been friends since we were 5 and I love her to bits but how many weddings can one summer take?
I make myself think positively…at least I’m not bridesmaid.
Its not that I am against marriage, the principle of being declaring you love for someone forever really can melt my heart, it’s the whole day wedding I have trouble with.
To set the record straight I have a lovely boyfriend (5 years and counting) that I am perfectly happy to live in sin with for the foreseeable future. However when we rock up to these romantic days, him looking uncomfortable in his one and only suit, me is a dress I have squeezed myself into and look slightly chubby in, every woman of a certain age starts to look at me with pity. “Still not married then? I’m sure it will be your day soon.”
As the day draws on and the red wine flows the question come thick and fast “wouldn’t you look lovely in white? Isn’t your clock ticking? I was married with 2 kids by your age!” I don’t think I can take another season.
Right my rant is over; I’m being positive again, think of the new shoes I can buy, the weekends in a country house, and some tipsy action in four-poster beds.
I’ll hit Whistles at lunch tomorrow and justify my £200 spend on a dress I’ll wear once.
Just one question, will I complete my stereotype if I wear a black dress with a VERY large hat????
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