So picture this. This evening I was lounging around my parents’ house, watching TV with my mom, when Say Yes to the Dress came on. We were psyched. We love this show. Who wouldn’t? I love watching Jappy and Italian New Yorkers come in to find the “dress of their dreams”, accompanied by their overbearing mother-in-laws and whiny bridesmaids. It gives me sick amounts of pleasure to watch their dressing room antics and tantrums. I like to think I am just mentally preparing for my own bridal gown shopping experience in advance.
(Of course, I also plan on being featured on this show, just as soon as I get engaged and start looking for my dress. I guess I really need to get on the whole finding a boyfriend thing.)