After my wild night o' fun and getting to sleep at three a.m., I had to get up to go pick up my dress at the seamstress' at 9:30 an hour away. So on about four hours of sleep, I got to get fitted. Yup, still fits, and look beautiful, if I do say so myself. The seamstress was really great, she gave me the scraps for a scrapbook and even made a little card with the gown designer and a fabric swatch. Nice woman, if you ever need something tailored and are in the Marietta area, let me know.
Anyway, the entire weekend we used my grandparents' house as a launchpad because they're so close to everything. So after we left the seamstress we went to their house to drop the dress off. Then we went to the florist to finalize details. Then we went back to the gps' house until my trial hair appointment. I was using my cousin Kiera's stylist, so she was with us. It was great. Marian did a great job the first time around, and we're using a pair of my great-grandmother's earrings in the 'do (it's my "old"). After that, Kiera and I went tanning. Since I've never been before, I needed a buddy. I'd been dreading it because I hate laying out and I get hot and sweaty really easily. I was considering backing out until even the seamstress told me she's not an advocate of tanning beds but might change her mind in my case. Anyway, I am tanning now. Yay.
After all that, Kiera and I went back to the gps' house and did a trial run of makeup. No offense to her or anyone else who's tried my makeup, but I think I might just do it myself. By the way, can someone please explain what having a face for makeup means? The hairstylist told me I had a face for makeup. Yeah, can't really see any good out of that statement. After dinner with the gps, I realized I'd had very little sleep in the past few days, so I headed home in time to watch the UGA game. But I got about 10 minutes into the game before I conked out. Ahhh, sleep. From 8:15 to 7 :45 Sunday morning, I didn't move or hear a thing. My phone rang, and I didn't hear it.
That was my weekend. Hope you had as much fun as I did.
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