A Productive (Wedding-ish) Weekend
Jul. 17th, 2006 10:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pen_gruntWell, I have bridesmaids' dresses. Or at least, I have all the makings of bridesmaids' dresses. I suppose in the worst-case scenario I have correctly colored bridesmaids' togas.
Hey, it's a step up from having nekkie bridesmaids.
The approximate color:
[It's reddish-orangish-rusty colored]
Is it bad to pick a dress color based on the color of my basement walls? If it's wrong, I don't wanna be right.
The dresses (they're the third style):
Whew. Okay. I don't need to go in a fabric store for a long time now. We went to this huge fabric warehouse (bolts stacked up to the ceiling, really) where the owner was running the cash register and cutting fabric for us (60-something man that swore a lot--very endearing). I think there are children that have been lost in that store since the early 1970's--it's a wonderful tangle of fabric and fringe and TYE-DYED LYCRA.
My bridesmaids can thank me later for not picking the glittery tye-dyed lycra. ...Because I was sorely tempted for half a second before deciding that I actually LIKE said bridesmaids.
That's about it. Fabric for the weekend. Watched Munich. Read more of The Pickup Artist (but still didn't manage to finish it because...I'm retarded).
Working at home tonight. Blah. I'm going to Dallas on Wednesday. Yeah, this Wednesday. Thanks for the notice boss. Meat coma countdown begins now. I can almost feel the death.
Edit: Yeah, the color's not working s'much. I'm too lazy to fix it.
Edit #2: Haha! Success! I have won the battle this time LJ, but I shall not let my guard down...nosiree
Hey, it's a step up from having nekkie bridesmaids.
The approximate color:
[It's reddish-orangish-rusty colored]
Is it bad to pick a dress color based on the color of my basement walls? If it's wrong, I don't wanna be right.
The dresses (they're the third style):
Whew. Okay. I don't need to go in a fabric store for a long time now. We went to this huge fabric warehouse (bolts stacked up to the ceiling, really) where the owner was running the cash register and cutting fabric for us (60-something man that swore a lot--very endearing). I think there are children that have been lost in that store since the early 1970's--it's a wonderful tangle of fabric and fringe and TYE-DYED LYCRA.
My bridesmaids can thank me later for not picking the glittery tye-dyed lycra. ...Because I was sorely tempted for half a second before deciding that I actually LIKE said bridesmaids.
That's about it. Fabric for the weekend. Watched Munich. Read more of The Pickup Artist (but still didn't manage to finish it because...I'm retarded).
Working at home tonight. Blah. I'm going to Dallas on Wednesday. Yeah, this Wednesday. Thanks for the notice boss. Meat coma countdown begins now. I can almost feel the death.
Edit: Yeah, the color's not working s'much. I'm too lazy to fix it.
Edit #2: Haha! Success! I have won the battle this time LJ, but I shall not let my guard down...nosiree
