The Dress

Here's a pic of part of my dress (by request). I'm annoyed, because we had my mom take pics of us, before the wedding, and she didn't take one decent one. She put us out in the bright sunlight, so there's all these weird shadows, and we're all squinty and annoyed. Plus, it was running late, and we were hurried. She also took all these bizarre close-ups, of just our faces. Like...who the hell cares about our faces, I have about a thousand of those. The clothes, man, it's all about the CLOTHES.

Red and I got into a discussion about what a good bra can do for your general overall shape, so, I cut our squinty, irritated faces out of this one, and boom, a decent shot of part of the dress...and the bonuses of a good bra.

My torso.

I know, it's a bad pic, but thank my mother. The rest of the day, I was behind the camera, not in front of it. I'm planning, though, on donning the whole outfit, again, and taking proper pictures, just because it looked so good. Oh yeah, and lesson learned, too, I'm never wearing red lipstick again. It's just too fucking...red.

[Listening to: Red Right Hand - Cave, Nick and the Bad Seeds - (6:11)]