Yikes - there must be a story behind all the vehemence. I hope you kept your wits about you and didn't really punch anyone...although THAT would be a funny story too.
Got it in one. This post would have turned into a rather broad rant about how much I loathe the wedding industry and the marketing towards brides along with a diatribe on shitty retail practices but they brought my dress out finally and I ran the hell out of there.
And thanks for the laugh. Now I'm imagining Klingon drinking rituals involving cursing ones foes while drinking Tang. My mind, it is a strange desert.
THE HONORABLE WARRIOR WOULD CONSIGN SUCH FRIPPERY AND COLOR TO THE DEPTHS OF HELL WHERE IT BELONGS. THE HONOR OF STO-VO-KOR IS UNDESERVED BY SUCH POORLY MANUFACTURED EXCUSES FOR FORMAL GARMENTS.
DRINK YOUR STRANGELY COLORED SORRY EXCUSE FOR BLOOD WINE AND BE GRATEFUL THIS IS NOT A PROPER KLINGON WEDDING WHERE YOU WOULD BE FORCED TO BLEED ALL OVER YOUR WHITE GOWN, BRIDE.
lol. I'm, like, envisioning you getting stabby with a hair accessory. We're not made for stores like David's Bridal. When the gent brought my dress out he presented it to me with a mini-flourish. I suspect he would have put the full flourish in effect but I was frowning and pinching the bridge of my nose in an ill-disguised fit of annoyance.
One, it's a bridesmaid dress. They are traditionally not attractive, and no one really cares because the point of a bridesmaid is to set a hideous background to make the bride appear that much more comely. Two, it's tangerine. TANGERINE. I'm a winter, not an autumn. Or whateverthefuck, I look hideous in it. Three, I'd already ordered the dress I just wanted to walk out with it but I had to sit a wait in the same line as people who wanted a concierge to do the whole dress selection with them. WTF!
I was not having a good day. That store always makes things worse.
YES THEY ARE! Gah. I swear, unless you're one of those overemoting gushing brides from the TV shows Davids Bridal is guaranteed to engender homicidal tendencies.
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Date: 2011-02-26 03:47 am (UTC)I dislike shopping.
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Date: 2011-02-26 01:12 am (UTC)Although, really, regardless of the flavor, I drink deeply of this haterade with you. Preferably spiked with vodka.
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Date: 2011-02-26 03:41 am (UTC)And thanks for the laugh. Now I'm imagining Klingon drinking rituals involving cursing ones foes while drinking Tang. My mind, it is a strange desert.
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Date: 2011-02-26 03:48 am (UTC)DRINK YOUR STRANGELY COLORED SORRY EXCUSE FOR BLOOD WINE AND BE GRATEFUL THIS IS NOT A PROPER KLINGON WEDDING WHERE YOU WOULD BE FORCED TO BLEED ALL OVER YOUR WHITE GOWN, BRIDE.
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Date: 2011-02-27 06:53 pm (UTC)One, it's a bridesmaid dress. They are traditionally not attractive, and no one really cares because the point of a bridesmaid is to set a hideous background to make the bride appear that much more comely. Two, it's tangerine. TANGERINE. I'm a winter, not an autumn. Or whateverthefuck, I look hideous in it. Three, I'd already ordered the dress I just wanted to walk out with it but I had to sit a wait in the same line as people who wanted a concierge to do the whole dress selection with them. WTF!
I was not having a good day. That store always makes things worse.
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Date: 2011-02-27 06:54 pm (UTC)