I was in one of those Big Money, Big Wedding conversations this week. You know, the one’s where words like Vera* are thrown around like nothing-doing.
When you’re planning a practical wedding, and a Big Wedding conversation starts up, you sit there thinking, “Don’t ask me questions, don’t ask me questions, don’t ask me questions.” And then inevitably someone says, “Well, Meg, what are you wearing?” And you mutter, “Oh, a $250 vintage dress….” and then feel embarassed, or little annoyed, or slightly uncomfortable.
But when you’re already married, and someone says, “I’m wearing Vera, what was your wedding dress like?” You throw your head back and say, “Oh, I wore this $250 vintage dress.”**
And you feel like a total bad ass.
*Not that I have a problem with Vera, but I find the, “Oh, duh, Vera” conversations a little head spinny.
**Or homemade dress, or dress on sale, or self-catering, or fill in the blank.