So, the two that got married were two of our good friends from college. We are all potheads, and the groom started the day by walking the beach looking to buy "mota". Obviously, you can't check out what you're buying while out on the beach, so he got back to the room to find he just bought two cigars and a package of seaweed. Happy wedding day! (We did get some the next day.)
So BFF and I go to the spa. We each get a body wrap and a massage. The body wrap was funny because a) I was sunburned for the scrub part (ouch!), and b) I had to shower twice with my crutches. So we finish, I meet BFF outside and she says, "So did you hear that monsoon outside?" I said I was hoping it was just part of the relaxation music, but I knew it wasn't. I proceed to slip three times on the way back to her room because my crutches are full of water and I'm making puddles on the tile floor. I survive, and the process of changing all of my poor friend's wedding plans begins.
She is super stressed but goes to get her hair & make up done. Hair is completely different than she asked for (with a pic and everything!), and notices there's another bride there getting her make up done. My friend doesn't realize the girl is black until she really looks at her because her makeup is so thick and light. BFF cancels her appt and does her own.
I go to get dressed, put on the dress I bought and realize it is basically see-through and I have nothing with me that would work under it and no time to buy anything. I end up wearing a short-sleeve black Old Navy dress with a purple sash from a beach cover up. I felt like a bum.
The wedding went very well all things considered and we had a lot of fun. I renewed my college-era love for tequila shots, and actually danced a lot (normally I do not dance, period). Apparently there is a picture somewhere of me on the dance floor with my crutches, holding the groom's uncle's cane in the air. Yay tequila! My crutches also made it around the dance floor with H as a hilarious prop while I was sitting.
Damn, perspective really does change things. It wasn't so bad - it was just exhausting and the crutches limited what we would've liked to do. I take back my claim of not having fun from the other day. Anyway, I have to run to my dr's appt. Wish me luck!
Re: And...the wedding!
You are killing me today!!!! I wish I was there to see you after the tequila!!!
Good luck!
Tequila = good times! It was rough getting around but it sounds like you had fun!
I'm glad your friend did her own makeup, that could of been a disaster.
Good luck at your appt!
Even with the mishaps it sounds like a good time! You're such a trooper with those crutches and your boot. If you get your hands on a copy of that picture you better come back and show us! lol