October 1, documented.

I'm still learning about my wedding day. If we haven't spent time together since the big event, I expect to hear all the details as you recall them to get a sense of what it was like. My wedding experience is a collection of stories from the people I love most married (hehe) with my own fuzzy recollections. It's these personal stories that I love, even the scandalous ones. Especially the scandalous ones.

I've been anxiously awaiting the photos to further prove it happened, and today I got a preview. I look really happy. And really skinny. The upside of surgery two weeks before your wedding. I believe I achieved the classy modern princess look I was striving for, complete with fleeting moments of sweetness not typically associated with my nature. My photographer was a genius.

I'm anxiously awaiting the rest of the pictures, and hoping I looked just as fabulous come reception time. Modesty is a quality I admire, but modesty be damned -- I hard-earned the right to think I looked gooood. And I did.

Should you have your own pictures, or little snippets of happenings, I would love to see and hear about them. In the meantime, I'll be moonlighting in my wedding dress playing princess around the house.

You think I'm kidding.


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