I receive a call from one of my bestest friends informing me that her man popped the question. Yipeeee!!! I am ecstatic because they are just too adorable and they’ve been dating for a minute. She proceeds to inform me that I will be helping out with some of the details. Cool. I’m assuming since I helped out tying little cute ribbons on the gift boxes for my sister’s wedding that I am down for the cause.
I receive another call a month later from my bestest friend in the whole wide world asking me if I can help her look for a wedding dress. Gulp!!! I shudder because I am thinking this will be a bit personal. I may have to go to the store, ask about the details, and pretend like I am the one purchasing it to get the sales rep’s attention.
I drag, and drag for weeks but then I start feeling bad because she’s all the way in Nigeria and if it was that easy finding the quality of a Vera Wang wedding dress there I don’t think she would have bothered contacting me (hey guys, don’t knock me for that statement, it’s the truth).
So I start searching, searching, and searching online. Hmmmmmm……. I realize I’m enjoying this after about 20 minutes of searching. You want to know why? Because I am envisioning myself in a Vera Wang (Luxe Collection) or Pronovias (Costura Collection) dress even though I do not have that bling on my finger. I find about 20 dresses and I e-mail them to her. I look at my watch and I realize I have spent about 3 hours doing this without even realizing it.
Once I hit the send button on my last e-mail, I say to myself “mission accomplished.” The next few days go by and I’m thinking did she or did she not get my e-mail. I call to confirm, she did get my e-mail and said she responded. I never did get a response. I believe it was a kind way of saying (what the hell did you send me). She specifically told me the kinda dress she wanted which was more like a full princess looking dress. I go back and review my e-mails. Not even one of those dresses was close to what she asked for.
Was I on a mission to find the perfect dress for my bestest friend or was I trying to satisfy my own curiosity as to how jaw-dropping gorgeous I will look on my wedding day?
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Yep! That's exactly what it was. You picked out dress styles for your friend based on what you envisioned for yourself and lost track of your friend's needs. Lol! It happens to the best of us. We're only human! Kudos to you for having an "AHA" moment on what you may have done wrong and fixing it in no time..........
lol. you found your OWN dress.
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