Tomorrow, Blonde Bridesmaid and I are going dress shopping. FOR MY BRIDESMAID DRESS. That's right. My eight-year-old self would be so happy right now. My 28-year-old self isn't feeling too bad about it either.

(Just so we're clear, Blonde Bridesmaid is actually the bride, and I am now the blonde bridesmaid. I call her Blonde Bridesmaid because when I was the bride she was my blonde bridesmaid, as opposed to Dark-Haired Bridesmaid and Light-Brown-Haired Bridesmaid, who were my other bridesmaids, and also to be distinguished from Pregnant Bridesmaid, Journo Bridesmaid and Badass Helicopter-Flying Bridesmaid who are Blonde Bridesmaid's other bridesmaids (now that she's the bride). As you can see, it all makes perfect sense. Sort of.)

Sadly for my eight-year-old self, there will be no puff sleeves adorning this particular bridesmaid dress, nor a single polyester rosebud. It's not even going to be pink. But hey, at least this one will fit. It's just a shame Joey from New Kids on the Block won't get to see it.


Next week I'll try to bring you a little update on how Hypothetical Not-On-A-Farm Wedding is shaping up. I have to say, playing fantasy wedding stylist is all kinds of fun. Especially the not-having-to-pay-for-any-of-it part.

I also have some kind of interesting news that I'll hopefully be able to share next week too. DUN DUN DUNNN. No, I'm not pregnant. The position of Pregnant Bridesmaid has already been filled (that's not a euphemism, by the way).

Which reminds me of the last time I ended a post on an Eastenders-style cliffhanger, to try and drum up a little excitement about this old blog's much-needed facelift. Well, there's been progress on that front too, and I think a wee sneaky peek might be long overdue - watch this space.

AND, speaking of babies, I'm meeting my friend's beautiful baby girl for the first time tomorrow (I know. Snuggling newborns and prancing around in bridesmaid dresses, all in one day? TOO MUCH!). The good people of Twitter were kind enough to give me lots of ideas for newborn baby gifts, and I promised to blog a round-up in return, so there's that to come as well.

GOD, all these POSTS. It's almost like you people expect me to write a BLOG or something.

So, anyway, that's my weekend. Baby-snuggling, dress-prancing, writing five million blog posts. What's yours got in store?



{Bonnie Chen shot for Harper’s Bazaar China July 2012 by Zack Zhang via Fashion Gone Rogue}