#323

So. I totally flaked out on taking my car for its yearly required inspection this afternoon. And the next time I can accomplish such a task is in...two? three weeks? Needing to feel productive, I called the bridal shop where I found my dress to schedule my first fitting. Mom's hopefully flying up and all. And the lady who helped me find my dress, whom I typically like, says "there's a 75% chance that the seamstress will be there that day. But I want you to understand what that means. If she can't come you'll have to move it to another day." And then I feebly try to explain that, lady, this is the only Saturday I have in the next three months. Seriously. And weekdays ain't gonna work either. And then she cops an attitude. And I'm all like, oh heck, I just pulled a bridezilla. But people, please understand, I'm trying to graduate from gosh forsaking (we're a family blog here on Doctor Whimsy) medical school. They will not let me out that easy. I have sold my soul, my earnings, and my first born to this place. Anyhow. Moving on.

You're supposed to wear both your wedding shoes and undergarments to your fittings. Well, shucks, that's one more detail I'm just not excited about taking care of. I mean, where in all of Upstate New York am I going to find the right undergarments. So, off to the internet I go. Except receiving packages here ranks in difficulty with arranging a personal meeting with the Queen.

I bought these shoes a while back from Zappos, though I've been having second thoughts because no one else appears to be excited by them.

Option 1

So now I am considering two other options.




Option 2 - from Blue Tux. These can be dyed and turned into the DIY Christian Laboutins.


Option 3 - from Nordstrom. Love the orange (although it's a bit bright), and they're a total knock-off of these super expensive Stuart Weitzman's Mom recommended.



(And bonus option 4 - the super expensive Peter Fox wedding boots. The story goes: they used to have a shop across from my elementary school. When I was 7 or 8, I proclaimed that I would wear these wedding boots when I got married. I probably said it to get a rise out of my folks who kind of don't "get" weddings. But Mom won't let me live this one down. Anyone have $600 they can spare?)

So world, in the words of HGTV's "House Hunters" (that show rules!):

Which one [should] Anna choose?