- 9 years ago
- Wedding: July 2010
So, it wasn’t my first wedding anxiety dream, but last night’s was a doozy! I showed up at my venue in a torrential downpour (it was mid-afternoon but dark as night and absolutely pouring). I started getting ready, but my mom and maids were all missing and I didn’t recognize anyone there and people kept making catty remarks.
I opened my garment bag to take out my gown and in it was a horrible polyester dress that was as rumpled as if I’d slept in it for days. I couldn’t find an iron so I started trying to get the wrinkles out with steam from the shower. Someone said that I must’ve gotten a good deal because they’d seen the same dress on sale at Lerner’s for $56.
My makeup artist showed up and started smearing goopy sparkle gel on my face. I told her it was nothing like the makeup trials, and she said she had to do it this way for it to look OK in photos. I noticed that I had a huge zit on my cheek and asked if she could cover it. She said not to worry — she would draw a big mole there so no one would notice. I was arguing with her about the mole when I noticed that the florist had delivered big fruit baskets instead of the flowers I’d ordered.
Then I realized that the wedding was supposed to start 40 minutes ago and everyone was getting restless. Our DJ started playing songs to distract the crowd, but I forgot to give him any ideas about what to play and he was picking really cheesy music and people were booing him and starting to leave. I realized that I hadn’t put the wedding favors on the tables, and I brought out a bag from the closet but it contained only broken kid’s toys, legos and blocks.
I think I woke up after this, thank goodness. What the heck?! My wedding is over 4 months away and my night time imagination is already in overdrive. I’d better pace myself with these stupid dreams! On the bright side: whatever happens that day will feel great to me after this!