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October 23, 2003 - 4:21 pm

Wretched

What a fucking day.

Seriously.

I picked up my dress last night after my mum and me had spent an hour and a half driving around Essex getting lost I put it on and it looked great. I took it home, put it on, it looked�.horrible. I hated it. HATED IT. With five weeks to go until the wedding this is not a convenient situation to find myself in.

I spent the evening drowning my sorrows in a bottle of Romanian Rose (don�t try it) and have spent today feeling angry, sad, worried and hungover.

In an hour I will meet my bridesmaid Fairy to start looking at other dresses, I just want to cover my options. I may feel differently trying it on again on Sunday, with my earrings and necklace and shoes and other bits and pieces but for now I just feel wretched. A real proper Jane Austen word: wretched.

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