Some of you may remember my hysterical post a few weeks ago when my wedding dress was too small for me and couldn't be altered to fit like the woman in the shop promised it could be. Well I had my final dress fitting today . . . and it fits ?
I've worked so bl00dy hard to lose weight, I can't believe I've actually done it and I love my dress so much ?
I've also had my rehearsal at the church tonight and it was amazing running through everything. It was very daunting walking down the aisle but I feel a bit calmer about it now. The strangest thing was when OH was saying his vows to me I didn't know where to look. My eyes were darting from him to the vicar to the best man, I must have looked crazy.
I can't wait to do it for real but I'm also a bit gutted that all the planning is coming to an end. At least my MOH is engaged so I can help with her planning so I shouldn't get too many withdrawal symptoms?
