Ahhhh my first and probably last Bridal Shower. A lovely, simple affair with games aplenty, apparently unconventional black balloons, and one crazy Grandma.
I knew I wanted to wear pants because 1. it was daytime and 2. I had to drive for 3 hours afterward so comfy was key…
This event also served as an excuse to wear my favorite lace bra which is a fantastic solution for an ill-fitting tee or tank. A peek of lace is less offensive and more appreciated than a 10 year-old nude bra strap.
which I nailed pretty quickly at the hotel. I had to nix the bangs at the last second because of the humidity but otherwise it was spot on. I even did my own nails AND makeup! What is happening to me?
Look ma! I’m a girl!