If I hear one more person’s expectations/narrow definition of beauty, for how I should look on my wedding day… Well, I’ll probably ignore them and move on. But inside, I will be briefly filled with a Leslie Knope-esque rage.
Sorry I’m not sorry I didn’t get a pre-wedding facial. And am calm about the inevitable rain. And didn’t get any pre-wedding laser hair removal done. I’m not actually getting married in order to have a princess photo shoot. It’s the words and the feels and the actually getting married part that matter most to me. It’s him and me and us sharing that with friends and family.