This past Sunday, my closest friend and MOH threw me a bridal shower that was so incredibly magical and thoughtful…I’m still reeling from the beauty and fun of it all.
Two days after I told everyone I was engaged, she started scheming and planning, that little darling devil. I wasn’t too crazy on the idea of a shower, but she was adamant that I be celebrated. That’s one of the reasons I love her the most. She insists on making others feel special even when they don’t feel deserving of it. I agreed, but under two conditions- no games and no gifts. When she stopped laughing, she countered. And after much compromise, we came to an agreement- one traditional game and guests will bring their favorite love story or favorite book about love. Win/win.
For two months, this girl planned and I mean PLANNED. She swore my fiance to secrecy to get his help (which he managed to do despite my inquisitions). She painted, created, and Pinterested like a BOSS. She even managed to buy accessories without my noticing WHILE WE WERE TOGETHER. If you can’t tell, she’s amazing and crafty and more than I deserve.
