Into the camp of the enemy

Well, Suzanne found a dress. We went into the jaws of the bridal-industrial complex and looked at some stuff at David's Bridal.

She initially looked at this one, but it was one of those "mermaid" dresses that looks like it should have flippers sticking out the bottom. Still, it was attractive.

She eventually decided this was The One. I didn't actually see her in this one, since based on my experience with Nancy in 1994-1995, I figured this would be an all-day adventure, so I went next door to Petco and talked to the cats up for adoption.

All in all, a relatively painless clash with the bridal-industrial complex.

Yes, I really did invent that phrase. Nyaaah.