Today is the day. The moment of truth. My first wedding dress fitting.
In less than nine hours from now, we shall see if all the blood, sweat, squats and tears have paid off. A tiny size was ordered for me months ago, and today, all I ask is that it fit. If it has to be taken in, no worries. If it doesn't slide on over my hips...Houston, we have a problem.
Today's fitting shall determine whether I will be a happy bride or a bummed out bride.
Whether I shall spend the next 8 weeks eating carbohydrates or sprouts.
Whether I shall continue my current exercise regimen or call in for bridal boot camp reinforcements.
Most of all, tonight's fitting shall determine whether or not my fiancé will get a decent night's sleep tonight, or any night from now until the wedding.
Wish me luck. May the fitting force be with me.