The Wedding Photo March 3, 2015March 2, 2015 ~ Clarissa And now prepare for something hilarious. This is me in my wedding dress (this is the first wedding back in 1995, obviously): Yes, this marriage was doomed before it even began. Rate this:Share this: Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Pocket (Opens in new window) Pocket Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Print (Opens in new window) Print Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Like Loading... Published by Clarissa View all posts by Clarissa
No, only if said feminist wore a meringue and whipped cream dress for the wedding. (and now I’m hungry) LikeLike Reply
You know, Glenfilthie, you’re right. You need a second feminist involved in the marriage to cancel the doom right out. As for the dress, I think Coco Chanel once said something along the line of dresses having to be uglier than the women wearing them. LikeLike Reply
I actually love it. I have a fondness for poofey dresses. I can’t wear them but I think they are fun. You look like a dessert. 🙂 LikeLike Reply
I wanted the dress to be red but wasn’t allowed to have a red one. The only thing I managed to wrestle away was not putting anything over my hair. LikeLike Reply
Any marriage with a feminist is doomed, really.
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No, only if said feminist wore a meringue and whipped cream dress for the wedding.
(and now I’m hungry)
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You know, Glenfilthie, you’re right. You need a second feminist involved in the marriage to cancel the doom right out.
As for the dress, I think Coco Chanel once said something along the line of dresses having to be uglier than the women wearing them.
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Said the lonely Glenfilthie to the happily married feminist. 🙂 🙂
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I actually love it. I have a fondness for poofey dresses. I can’t wear them but I think they are fun. You look like a dessert. 🙂
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I wanted the dress to be red but wasn’t allowed to have a red one. The only thing I managed to wrestle away was not putting anything over my hair.
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