I recently came across this photo taken of me at Meesha's Bachelorette Party. After my initial reaction of "what the hell was I wearing?", I came to realize that this really does embrace my feelings about wedding planning thus far. Note the expression on my face. It screams: awkward, reluctant*, annoyed, and hasn't ingested nearly enough booze yet to make this "fun".
Our wedding website says we've got 71 more days to go. Cocktail anyone?
*Not reluctant about marrying Nick, but still reluctant about the whole idea of "weddings" in general.
*And Meesha, I hope you know I'm referring to the wig, not your bachelorette party. That was fun. The wig was not.