The dress, the downpour, and the Nutbush

You guys…I forgot how long it takes to truly get frocked up.
It was my cousin’s wedding yesterday, and honestly, between the getting ready, the ceremony, the reception, and the dancing until my shoes came off, there’s a lot to cover. Including the dress reveal I’ve been teasing for a few posts now, and my favourite Australian wedding traditions!
The Pre-Game
It started on Thursday, with the all over fake tan. Normally, I just tan my legs because they’re typically translucent, to the point that at night with a bit of moonlight, I’m sure they would almost glow in the dark.
This was the first time in years that I’ve done all over. Once it was done, I basically spent the next 24 hours stressing that it was too dark, and having people remind me I don’t look like Donald Trump.…












