Packing

In 10 hours, we're heading to Rehoboth for Susie's wedding!!! And I just started packing.  Well, no I have a bag open and decided now would be a great time to start blogging.

I did my final fitting moments ago for my dress and my back up dress (always) and I was left crumpled on the floor in frustration.  Nothing looks right.  This could be because I consumed a quesadilla moments before… Nevertheless, I will throw about 20 options into the bag (each with their own set of accessories) and try to make something out of nothing on the big day (just call me Rachel Zoe).

Another rant - shapewear is the devil.  Nothing comes just right.  I'm trying to rock a strapless-ish dress with a mid thigh rise.  You'd think that's pretty standard, but nope.  I've got a strap-city/no leg and a knee length, strapless.  HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE.  

Which only brings me to the moral of this story: I had plenty of notice to be prepared and now I'm 10 hours away with a poor plan and then an even poor-er backup plan. 

I'm going to need a Brad.