Little background, we booked a hotel near our reception site to stay for the night. I repeatedly told Mr. NWG (new abbreviation for Mr. Newlywed Giggles) to make sure he packed his bag with all the stuff he needed for the morning. When I mean repeatedly, I mean at least 50 times the week before the wedding day. I was so sure that I had everything I needed, but you know as a bride we have TONS of things on our minds.
Fast forward, the morning off we get up and decide to go downstairs to eat some breakfast before we head back to our apartment. Mr. NWG gets his bag and starts to get ready and I do the same.
This is the moment that I realize I forgot a few things. Such as:
- Bra (My dress was corset style so I didn't even have a separate corset that I could have worn under my shirt since my dress was already made with it)
- Shirt (Because clearly I thought I might be going home in my dress or something)
- a coat ( I got married November 16 and it was about 40 degrees out)
- socks (again, it was 40 degrees out)
- Not a single hair tie.
- My dress bag for my wedding dress and the bag for the veil (which was an eight foot long veil)
I had a zipper velour jacket (you know, the velour track suits that I LOVE because of how comfortable they are). I had black gaucho pants that were made of very thin cotton that exposed my bottom half of my legs. Put on the white platform flip flops and tied my hair back with a rubber band that I found in the hotel room and made use of the fifty billion bobby pins that were in my hair from the wedding do. I walked out of the hotel with my wedding dress and veil draped over my whole body and around my neck while Mr. NWG had the bags.
It was definitely a very funny morning and boy did I hear Mr. NWG bask in the glory of how I forgot to pack important things even though I nagged him the whole week to make sure he had everything he needed.
Probably one of my best memories...