When did this happen?

[wordinista]

So, uh.  Some people might know that my baaaaaaaaaaaaby cousin is getting married in October.  (Okay, so she's not really a baaaaaby. She's six years younger than I am.  BUT SHE WILL ALWAYS BE MY BABY COUSIN, so there.)

Anyway, I'm in the bridal party!  And the bridal party were given a number of dress styles to pick from, in a specific color ("Harvest Gold").  I chose a really pretty strapless A-line dress.  I had my measurements taken at a dress shop down here, and sent those measurements to my cousin, who ordered the dress from her shop.  

The dress arrived today!  Huzzah!  It's pretty!  Double huzzah!

It. Fell off.

It.  The dress.  It.  It's.  It's too big.  Like, "I must have lost two inches in three months" too big.  

WTF.

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[w0rdinista.livejournal.com]

I did pay for the measurements, and as far as I could tell, the woman was writing down the numbers I saw on the tape, but that doesn't mean anything. Hell, they could've even "translated" the measurements incorrectly when it came to picking a size.

But I have been a lot more active and more conscious of what I eat, so I am choosing to attribute the dress situation to that, because it does wonders for my mood. XD