Last night, I wasn't even drinking, but I asked Beardy if he wanted to see a pic of me in the dress I fell in love with a few weeks ago.
I agreed to show him my head, no body. Just me in the veil.
I showed him this.
He looks at me at this moment and goes... "omg, I am having anxiety about that picture."(Being totally serious.)
....now he's...kind of okay with it, but srsly, we have been engaged for almost 4 years.
Why did he freak out?
In his words?
"It's never felt so real." Aw. So if there is a Beardy shaped hole in my door, I know who made it.
Countdown to the wedding?