22/10/2022
If you were to zoom into the back of my dress, you will see that the ribbon is definitely not tied properly at all. The dress was already loose when I bought it to begin with, and even after an expensive and stupid decision to alter (another story for another time) it, it was not exactly screaming I-Can’t- Breathe tight like all the other dresses I wore for my pre and actual wedding days.
Here, you can not only tell the ribbon was not stuffed inside the dress properly, the dress was actually slipping off my shoulders. Any more and I might bare it all to the mountains? 😝
The man had 1 job - tie me up real tight. The seamstress told him how to do it and he seemed all confident, saying the Oks, and Yeses, but when it came down to performance, he crumbled. He couldn’t figure out the knots. 🫥
In his defense, he had many jobs on this trip. Aside from protecting his beloved neck pillow, he succeeded with perfect scores in being a porter. He did that well, though with some (aka much) complaints, but I’d pretend I heard nothing. So it isn’t all bad.
Just a lesson to learn, don’t get a man to do a woman’s job - vice versa? Luckily I had to tie me up real tight on my wedding day. I know I can count on her to have my back - literally and figuratively. 😌
Yes this long arse caption is to tease the hubs, and be thankful for the people in my life.
No hard feelings, yes? I still _____ you for your flaws just as you do mine.❤️😈
📍Oeschinensee
