We picked out the tuxes for the wedding this past weekend! They are pretty epic, if I may say so myself.
Ty's is a super dark purple with a green (matches my dress!) shirt and bow-tie.
The groomsmen tuxes are a light grey with an emerald colored shirt and a lavender bow-tie!
Ty and his tux!
The guys' tux!
The shirt and bow-tie!
When I picked out my dress, it took 3 trips to 2 different bridal stores, and each trip lasted at least an hour. When we went for my bridesmaids' dresses, it took us 2 hours and a trip up to Milwaukee. I tried on at least 20 different dresses and my ladies tried on at least 5 each.
When we picked out tuxes, we went to a single place, and it took us less than 45 minutes to pick out not only Ty's, but the guys' tuxes! He tried on a single suit and it fit him almost perfectly.
What the heck? Why is that so unfair? I see a similar thing happening on the morning of the wedding while we spend 7 hours getting ready and the guys take a half hour.
In other news, I feel like such a girl right now. All I want to do is curl up with a cheesy romance novel, comfy pants, and cry at soup commercials. I have no idea where this sudden bout of estrogen is coming from, but it is making me less productive because I am getting emotional over everything. Hoping it is gone soon, I don't have time for this!
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It's because guys are only ever 20 minutes from dashing. Which also means we are only 20 minutes from completely wrecked too. Whereas women take a lot longer to be made into peak beauty, but stay pretty for HOURS.
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