My best friend is getting married. I know it sounds like a title to a new movie, but it’s not, this is happening in the real world. We met our freshman year in college and over the past six years, she has become the sister I never had. In fact, we are so alike; sometimes I wonder if we were separated at birth.
Recently, we were gabbing on the phone about her upcoming nuptials. Although the wedding is over a year away, it’s still exciting to talk about some of the things she is planning and possible venues they are planning to visit. I wish I could be there to help her out. It’s so hard being so far away – Lacey was an integral part of my wedding planning and I hate being states away as she plans her big day.
She went with me when I tried on wedding dresses and when she cried - I bought the dress. Her mom designed our centerpieces and helped me pick out invitations. Naturally, Lacey was my maid of honor and her speech at my wedding made me laugh and sob at the same time. But even though I live 1,000 miles away, I’m going to try my hardest to be involved with her wedding. When it comes time for her to choose a wedding dress, we talked about using Skype. I have a camera on my iPad and she has one on her phone – it just might work. Nothing compares to being there in person, but I want to see her face when she finds “the one.”
I thought it also might be a good idea for me to make a replica of my body and mail it to Colorado for Lacey to use during bridesmaid dress shopping. I need to find a way to dip myself in wax or have a mannequin artist make a ‘Rebeccaquin.’ A life-size cardboard cut out would work, but only for the height, not the other bits.
Parish and I are thinking about going home for Christmas, and when I told Lacey the plans she said we could go dress shopping when I got there. This idea made me so happy! My trips home are usually wild, there are people to see, lots of meals to enjoy and life to catch up on with family there. Adding dress shopping into the mix is pure craziness, but I will do it for my best friend.
I’m not sure if I’m making a toast during the September affair, but I’ve already started mentally thinking about what I’m going to say. I’ve also started rattling my brain about the perfect gift. Lacey is marrying a man who loves his dog, going camping and hiking for hours into the wilderness. Although she does enjoy camping, Lacey is a girly girl who wears pink, drives a little sports car and sips champagne. I’m relieved I still have 13 months left to think about a gift.
I met her fiancé in college, although they weren’t dating at the time. So, he has my stamp of approval. He’s a great guy, hard working and he loves Lacey, which is the most important part. OK, my eyes are getting a little misty…I better wrap this up; I have a wedding to help plan.
