A girls' night out to the movies turned out to be a bridal party! Lizzy had to wear a veil, carry a bouquet and wear a nametag reading "Bride." The bridesmaids carried flowers, wore nametags and the rest of us had nametags with our relation to the bride spelled out. Of course, my mom's tag wouldn't fit "Mother of the Sister-in-Law of the Bride..."
The movie itself bordered on ridiculous. I haven't felt so much estrogen in a room since Titanic. It was fun, don't get me wrong, but kind of a joke of a movie.
I'm second from the right, my mom on the very right.
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I can't believe Mom still hasn't fixed her perm
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