Friday, March 26, 2004
 

This site, featuring the world's ugliest bridesmaid's dresses, is hilarious. It comes recommended by Holmes, one of the shower-throwers for a fellow departmental who's getting married. As far as I know, no one wants to go to the shower, excepting the bride-to-be. Unfortunately, I'm invited and have been threatened as to what will happen if I fail to show up. So I guess this means I'm going to Target (thank gods they're registered there) and buying a handtowel.

I'm not good at this sort of stuff.

Back to ugly dresses. There's this splendid ensemble in my closet back home, a relic from a wedding my mother was in (in the 60s? 70s?). At any rate, it's orange and shiny, which tends not to be a good combination (except in road cones). I forget the exact trim and details, unfortunately, though it was a faithful member of my dress-up box for many years. It also features matching gloves and a small handbag, as well as a hairpiece featuring lace (also orange) and a faux flower (orange). It's like sherbert, just not as appetizing.

Speaking of unappetizing, I realized earlier today that I haven't taken a shower since Monday. That's probably bad or something.

Elvisette philosophized at 9:21 PM