I’m going to a wedding on Saturday and I was thinking of wearing this dress. Is that too much white to wear to a wedding? Most of the white is on top and I am definitely wearing a cardigan the whole time (it’s going to be very cold!). I’ve always been told that wearing white to a wedding (as a guest) is a big no-no, but I’m not sure if this dress fits in that category.

I really need some help here! I’m at a loss.

*edit: crisis averted - There was an unknown brown dress that was just brought to my attention! Thanks, Mom!

I have two weddings to go to this summer. I think I’m going to wear this dress to one of them. I still haven’t worn it. It seems very much like a special occasion dress.
& I still need to start the dress my mom and I were planning to make for my birthday present. The fabric I picked out is so cute. I wish we both had more time to work on that together.  : (

I have two weddings to go to this summer. I think I’m going to wear this dress to one of them. I still haven’t worn it. It seems very much like a special occasion dress.

& I still need to start the dress my mom and I were planning to make for my birthday present. The fabric I picked out is so cute. I wish we both had more time to work on that together.  : (

Tonight I went to the bar. I saw a very familiar nose from across the room, realized it was an old friend, followed him, and then talked to him. I wasn’t nervous or anything. He didn’t recognize me at first, (which is probably good because I used to be fucking ugly) but then he was happy to see me. It was just really nice to look at him and remember how we used to hang out, and the things we used to do together. I miss how things were, and how much easier my life was when I was younger.
Too much drama went on tonight. I wasn’t in the middle of it, thank god, but close enough to it to effect me in a negative way. I need to eat, and then sleep.

Tonight I went to the bar. I saw a very familiar nose from across the room, realized it was an old friend, followed him, and then talked to him. I wasn’t nervous or anything. He didn’t recognize me at first, (which is probably good because I used to be fucking ugly) but then he was happy to see me. It was just really nice to look at him and remember how we used to hang out, and the things we used to do together. I miss how things were, and how much easier my life was when I was younger.

Too much drama went on tonight. I wasn’t in the middle of it, thank god, but close enough to it to effect me in a negative way. I need to eat, and then sleep.