A few dresses have been shortlisted under Bah! in my photos directory for the wedding dress. Which incidentally, wedding planning has ceased to a premature coma due to er, lack of interest after er, one day of ‘research’. A few (three to be specific) venues had been e-mailed with requests for replies via e-mail preferred. Replies by e-mail were received very promptly. Action on my hand, has not been so prompt. Anyway, I digress.

How about this dress for the party? It is a wedding dress too. That other wedding dress for the atheist (me) to wear to church (not by choice) will be delved into further another time. It is a glorious party dress. The Camilla and Marc Peony Frock. The lilac is perfection. Who does not love a dress that does not allow for a bra to be worn and requires the use of alot of Hollywood tape (or double sided tape for those in the know). Skinny knife pleats and thigh high. Another dress that will make an exit, the not so delicate cross cross double straps holding up the material, I shall have to spend the entire night with my back facing the party. It is also economical (after the initial pain of forking out seven hundred smackaroos for it) because it can be recycled for other parties. Xiu Ru suggests pairing it with boy friend blazers and leather jackets. ‘Isn’t that your wedding dress?’ ‘Yes, why aren’t you observant.’

Xiu Ru also suggested my hair to be short to everyone at Kino magazine section for the wedding while we were perusing the bridal magazines, flipping each page furiously. Of course my hair is going to be short, boy wild short, the way I like it. (I digress again, I cut my hair short again after the Great Eastern Run on Sunday. It is back to boy short, literally little good boy short. Not my choice of short hair style. No, I am not that kind of boy. I cannot wait to go and get it cut shorter. Wild boy short.)