Wedding outfit hunting

I really love going to weddings. But I have to admit, when the wedding invitation lands on the doormat it invokes feelings of panic rather than joy. Because there is one thing about weddings I do not like, and that is hunting for the wedding outfit.

There are several reasons why this is not my favourite sport. One is outlined in a previous blog. I have no idea what colours go together. That makes it quite hard to find an outfit. The next hurdle is the fact that I have quite possibly the shortest legs on the planet, this causes problems in two areas. First running from shop to shop with short legs is like running a marathon. Second: no-one actually makes clothes for people with short legs. Seriously try chopping 6 inches off your legs and see what you can get that fits you. Finally there is the money issue. It's not that I can't afford a new outfit, but I find it a bit ridiculous to part with lots of my hard earned cash for something you will wear a handful of times.

I have known for a few weeks now about L&T's wedding in Sweden. For once I was organised, I had a posh frock! But one small detail was missing. Shoes to go with the dress...... After many attempts to get shoes at TK Maxx for under 15 squid, this weekend was D day. It was 96 hours until we left for the wedding and I was apparently not allowed to wear sneakers. I enlisted the help of Dr. P and we scoured London for shoes. Unfortunately attached to my short legs are tiny feet and just to make the challenge more interesting, their size changes depending on what shop you are in. We spent hours running around London in torrential rain. We started in good spirits, determined we would find the perfect pair of shoes, a bit like Cinderella. But before long Dr. P was tiring and there was real danger she would turn into a pumpkin........

So we panic purchased a pair of shoes. It was an act of desperation. When we got home, as we stared at the shoes, I was thinking "I can't believe I bought shoes that cost that much". Dr. P. was thinking "those don't actually go with the dress....". So we were back to square one.

Today we went to the shop around the corner and actually found shoes that fitted the bill. Cheap, nearly fit, go with dress. We bought them and the other shoes are going back. A whole day of my life was spent running around central London for shoes that I could have got in a local store within 5 minutes. Well, I guess if wedding outfit hunting is like any other sport, one could say it's not the winning that's important but the taking part. I disagree..........