Bridal Salons
I found myself in one today (running an errand for my boss. Although I am indeed getting married in the summer I have yet to set foot in one).

Does anyone else find Bridal Salons creepy? Empty places all shiny surfaces and mirrors. And then all those big white dresses just floating there, like the long lost ghosts of somebody else's dreams.
(darras jeg har en grevling i hodet. Grevling, grevlang, Thu 8 Jan 2009, 13:02, 4 replies, latest was 17 years ago)

I've never been in one.
However, what I've seen of them in magazines and movies has convinced me that never in my lifetime will I ever cross the threshold of one.

I like your description of them. Though as a man, I'd have to say that they would be the ghosts of nightmares...
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Thu 8 Jan 2009, 14:46, Reply)

Loon! You Amateur!
Us men go to these places to sit very quietly in the comfy chairs provided. Sooner or later the gorgeous ladies forget we are there and we will see them in their scantiness. Maybe. It takes commitment and a numb arse believe me. But once in a while, oh my stars and garters it's worth it.
(porkylips looks better as the sun goes down., Thu 8 Jan 2009, 16:36, Reply)

Huh.
Never thought of that.

...I think there's one not too far from here.










*fap*
( The Resident Loon Not a demographic. Do not measure., Thu 8 Jan 2009, 18:27, Reply)

Bah
In the highly unlikely event of me getting married, I'm going to get married in Las Vegas. Dressed like Princess Zelda. Witnessing what two cousins went through when they got married (not to each other!) has made me realise that sitting down and planning a wedding is not something I wish to do.
(ToysForBigBoys would spread her legs for Nick Clegg., Sat 10 Jan 2009, 22:02, Reply)