Oh dear

I dreamed last night that I was getting dressed for my wedding day and discovered that my gown was about 10 sizes too big and that it had never been altered for my body. So my friends took some black (!) thread and stitched it up best they could (very Tim Burton-esque), but as I was walking down the aisle it fell down and both my boobs popped out.*

I think I need to stop reading wedding blogs. (Or possibly stop working out.)

*I pulled my dress up and kept walking. F*ck it, right?

Image by John Dolan via Martha Stewart