If you follow me on Twitter or Snapchat, you knew what I was up to this weekend. My friend texted me at 1am on Saturday. asking if I would be able to accompany him to his friend’s wedding. For that day. So, about 15 hours away. I thought for a minute and said yes. Of course, I didn’t want him to go alone! But my brain was swirling with thoughts. How in the world was I going to pull this off? Knowing it’d be an event to remember, but not having fancy in my closet. I was not prepared!
It was a whirlwind of a morning. With Jesus on my side and a large iced latte in my hand, I visited four stores to find something. I had about 3 hours. I admit – I do not enjoy the spontaneity of last minute changes. Plus when trying on clothes is involved…woof. Not always the best combo for me. I’m a planner and I like having a game plan. I tend to get stressed out when I’m frustrated.
But I knew I had I had to pull it together and find some peace! I had to keep praying and whispering to myself that I’d find a dress. I wanted a blue dress…and guess what? The one that worked out for me was blue. Whoop whoop!
Here it is. It does run a little bit big on the sides, but I’d rather that happen than the opposite. What’s cool about this dress is that I can wear at other places: Church, a nice dinner with friends, or work-related events. Also, for future wears, I can pair it with a necklace, my black wedges, and jacket for layering.
Got home in time, to shower and get makeup on. Thankfully, I didn’t have to purchase anything else. Wore my strappy heels from last year and simple jewelry.
The wedding and reception was amazing! The happy couple had so much love for each other; it was obvious. I nearly fainted at the awesomeness of the venue. The bride planned the whole thing. I loved that. Check out the hashtag on Instagram: sayo17. You’ll see what I mean. Everyone had a great time.
There’s Sein and I, during the reception. You know we had to take a sensible picture. He’s giving you “fierce blue steel” while I have the side eye.
Praise report – I wore my heels for 6 hours! Of course, I brought flip flops. After dinner and a few pictures, I shuffled to the car and switched shoes. Brought some K Tape, slapped that sucker on my knee, and I danced for a few hours.
We didn’t get home until 3am. But that was expected. So much fun, y’all.
Morals of the story: Always be prepared. You never know when you’ll get asked to attend a special event. Also, don’t be afraid to try something because you don’t have every duck in a row. I’m going to plug this as a win in my “challenge yourself” category.