We are having a thrilling day today.
First, I could not find the keys anywhere for a pet sitting job, so 2 hours went to searching for them. Yup, two hours, just searching for keys. Did I mention that this is not my week? Also, my check engine light came on. See, again: not my week.
But right now—right now, folks, I am sitting on the couch while my lovely fiancee flits around setting things up for the big event: trying on wedding dresses.
“What?” you say. “Didn’t you already do this?” you wonder. Oh, silly you, just because we already bought one dress (each) doesn’t exclude the option of buying another. Or four others, if you are Fancee.
We got our dresses all altered up and Fancee does not like her dress. If she can’t find something else then she’s stuck with it, and that’s the deal we’ve worked out. In the meantime, some giant J.Crew boxes showed up at our house today, and Fancee washed her hands and feet so that she didn’t dirty the dresses. Once her appendages had been thoroughly cleaned, we began the process: she with the opening and on-trying, and I with the bemused watching and faithful documenting.
Open the box! Out will pour hope and glory!
Um, maybe instead of hope and glory there’s just tissue paper?
Box inside a box!
Hope and glory? Is that you?
Dress #1 – not so much with the glory. It had an interesting back, but it didn’t fit quite right.
Pretty fiancee! All mine!
dress #2 – so pretty, but way too big, and a little stiff. I got tired of taking pictures, if you couldn’t tell.
Neither of these dresses was *the dress*—whatever that means. So we dug around in the boxes to find dresses #3 and #4, and lo and behold—they were not there. It turns out they shipped separately. So, with under three weeks to go, the additional dresses will be arriving soon.
In the meantime, something else arrived in the mail!
Package for me?
A vest you say? Why, this is the wrong color…
Okay, readers, maybe some of you are thinking that you already saw me in my muslin fitting. So the truth is that I was so excited about my *actual* suit’s arrival that I did not document the thrilling unwrapping process. Sorry to disappoint, but moving on:
I got an email last week that this was done:
photo by MacheteNSons
I got it in the mail a day or two ago, and this morning we had a little photo shoot in the sun:
Beautiful lining! Is that mild satisfaction on my face?
There are a few things that need to change, so I’ll be parting with my new-found suit to send it back for alterations. Guys, I cannot say enough good things about A.J. and Lianna at MacheteNSons—this whole experience has been overwhelmingly positive, and I have been really impressed by the customer service. That, coming from someone who works in customer service, is saying a lot. THANK YOU, A.J. & Lianna.
So the struggle to dress the future Horse-McGirlfriendLadys continues, but we are making progress! Yes, my friends, I truly believe that progress is being made! And I am thoroughly impressed by the ability of some tailors to fit you over the internet. Amazing.
Have you/are you in the process of the/did you struggle with clothing yourself and/or your future spouse? Did you consider driving all the way to NY in one day just so your beloved could try on a dress she found on the internet? Did you consider scrapping the whole thing and showing up in jeans? And is there anyone who reads this who is looking for a tailor? ‘Cause, seriously, I love the ones I found. Lastly: how hot do I look? And how pretty is my future wife? Discuss.