All right, I have a white dress. The whole idea is scary as is (does it actually mean that I'm getting married?). Though it deserves an honorary mention to say I have the cheapest white dress ever and it was a "buy one get one free" sale, so to be fully honest, I actually have two.
For the price of one.

It's not that I'm cheap or that my жаба rules with an iron fist. It's just that both dresses actually fit really nicely. I'm rich enough to actually not care about it that much, I just find the whole idea mildly amusing. In a healthy way.

Yeah, me be panicking. Broken English is broken, lol.
It's still too good to be true, and I don't mean the dresses.

Can't sleep, I'm too happy again.