you can't take me anywhere
I went with my sister to help her pick out a wedding gown tonight. We found one and she looked absolutely stunning in it.
The store was small and quiet. Just me, my sister Lisa, my sister Jo-Anne, my cousin Tori and the two women who worked there.
It wasn't my fault that the headless see-through manequin had boobs with nipples. I mean, what do you do when you see nipples? You tweak them. So, I played with the plastic nipples, no big deal. Right?
I'm sure that would have been fine if I did not make one very Freudian slip when Tori was deciding what shoes we would wear with the bridesmaid gowns.
"Oh, I could get a nice pair of silver strap-ons to go with that!"
I mean strapless. Strapless. Really.
I hope they let me back in on Saturday.