the wedding reception
My wedding dress was fitted with metal boning in the corset and I discovered that I couldn't really sit and breathe, let alone enjoy the nice three course meal we had planned. I explained the situation to my bridesmaid and she went to help me change in the room adjacent to the dining hall. Everyone is sitting waiting for their starters and chatting to their new relative-in-laws and having a drink. The plan was to just come back in my reception dress instead and get on with the lovely wedding day.

Mum had other plans, calling out across the hall as I re-entered "what is this? Why isn't your wedding dress on?" Just as the room was hushed by the serving staff to announce the start of the meal she exclaimed

"Is it because you're too fat now, is that what it is?"

Soup and a roll had never been so interesting and there was no conversation from the other twenty five guests. I can't remember my reply as my brain has mindbleached it for my comfort.
(Mrs Ballunatic counting calories, not votes., Sun 15 May 2011, 10:20, 1 reply)

nice
sometimes I envy orphans
(Clit Ninja is having a white space party!, Mon 16 May 2011, 13:35, closed)