Boob tape and lots of it.

Well the wedding day has been and gone, it was a lovely day, the end. What? You want more information? I suppose I could write a wee bit more.

Preparations for the wedding started over eighteen months ago when the wedding was first announced. My sister and I were asked by Emma to be her bridesmaids, I tried to get out of it but couldn't come up with a decent enough excuse. Not that I didn't love being asked, I just don't like that sort of thing (read this for more info me me me and me again).
Anyways I have just had to get on with it and for the most part I have had a lot of fun, remember the Llamas and Blow Up Rob. Just thinking about it makes me laugh, read these posts for a jolly good laugh and a bit more insight into my idea of fun.
Hen Night, Introducing Blow Up Rob , llama llama LLAMA!.

Things began to get fun/hectic/mad last week with the make up trial, remember the question Clown or Hooker? From then on I realised I wasn't quite as prepared as I thought! I needed magic pants, boob tape and shoes. I have a tendency to plan things but leave the purchasing them to the very last minute.
I stated in the post that's two below this one that I had defuzzed myself, I think it confused some of you or evoked strong 'wrong' imagery. It isn't a sexual act, although erm, I simply meant removing my winter coat. In simpler terms I shaved my legs and other bits, as apparently hairy legs are not a good look for bridesmaids. As well as defuzzing, plucking, tweezing, there was also the face masks to be applied and hair to be dyed. Evidence of the face masks and hair dyeing process can be seen below, I was trying to smile honest, but my face was stuck in a gruesome clay mask pose.

After trying on the dress I decided that boob tape and lots of it was needed for the dress. Wearing a halter neck style dress is a pain in the arse when you cant wear a bra. The boob tape was a necessary evil, its a good thing I don't have a hairy chest. Otherwise the removal of the boob tape, would of been like a shitty wax job. As the dress was rather snug fitting, magic pants were also needed for a lovely stream line effect.
I left it till the day before the wedding to pick up my shoes, I thought it would be a simple case of going to the shop and purchasing them. Whoops maybe not that simple, as they didn't have my size. Shit! what to do? Curse my uneven sized feet. One foot is half a size bigger than the other, this doesn't make them look freakishly out of proportion but it makes shoe buying difficult. Anyhoo I found some pretty nice ones, as seen in photo below, they were very reasonable too.

Now for the actual wedding day, firstly the weather was beautiful which is always a great sign. The sister and I arrived early in the morning to get our hair done at the salon near to Emma's dads house. They were great at the salon and even without a trial did a great job on all of us. Then it was back to Emma's dads were the make up artist was waiting for us, also the videographer. Yep from that moment on our every move was captured on video, well not every move but quite a bit! As the finishing touches were done to the sister and I, Emma's mum got Emma into the dress. She looked abosolutely fantastic, I knew she was going to look nice, but all together she really looked beautiful. Something was amiss, surely the bridesmaid are meant to dressed before the bride! Much madness ensued as magic pants were pulled on and boob tape was applied.
The rest of the day was lovely, I 'forgot' about being filmed and gritted my teeth through the photographs.

Click on the collage to bigify if you dare!
There you got some bloody pictures, maybe not the ones you wanted but at least it some. The one in the middle is me at the end of the day, so the make up is worn off and I am tired. I may post more if any half decent ones crop up from other peoples cameras.