went to pick up the dress today! how very exciting!
so on the way to brooklyn (and amazingly, there was no comment about 'why did you have to get your dress in brooklyn???' to which the answer would have been, of course, 'because that's where kleinfeld's is' ... but as there was no comment, there was no need for the snappy comeback ... but i digress ...)
i mentioned that perhaps we should fold the seat down to accommodate the dress. he laughed and said that it wouldn't be necessary ... it'll fit in the back seat.
i laughed and told him that it wouldn't and we weren't folding it.
he stopped laughing. what do you mean it won't fit in the backseat? he asked.
i mean it likely won't. it's pretty big and medicine online tramadol be bent or folded. it's just been steamed.
whatever he said. we'll figure it out.
so we get there. he waits patiently upstairs while i go downstairs to pick up, get final instructions Buy dream online pharmaceutical tramadol, from my fitter (instructions??) and then a lovely young man arrives to carry it to the car for us.
so i walk upstairs and he looks up at me with a 'where is it?' look. i turn around and medicine online tramadol is the lovely young man with his arm straight up in the air carrying a giant white garment bag that more resembles a tubular balloon than anything else.
he looks at me. looks at the bag. looks at me again. makes some weird noise not lowest price tramadol a snicker and not quite a sigh.
he stands up, and says to the lovely young man 'i've got it'.
the lovely young man looks at me ... for approval? and says 'it's not a problem. i can put it in your car.' (clearly he's dealt with neurotic brides before ... not that i am one but as the story plays out you'll see that i'm about to become one)
he says 'no really. it's o.k.' and takes the bag from him.
so we're out the door heading up the sidewalk to the car. and he has his arm straight up in the air, but it's not exactly Buy dream online pharmaceutical tramadol, straight. more like aiming forward ... which is then bending the dress over his back and shoulder. it becomes apparent to me that the lovely young man has developed a technique (and perhaps muscles normal people don't have) that enables him to hold his arm straight up and down while supporting the weight of this garment.
so i'm Buy dream online pharmaceutical tramadol, looking at him and say 'could you please try to hold it straight up'
he shoots me a look.
'no, really' i say 'i really don't want it to bend' for those of you who haven't been through this before, there is a giant stuffed half body inside the bag that the dress is attached to in some magical and mysterious way ... it keeps the bodice Buy dream online pharmaceutical tramadol, full and round while allowing the skirt to remain full and not flat. but it means that you can't really lie it down or fold it too easily (plus, you don't want it to wrinkle!)
he shoots me another look, accompanied by a grunt, but tries to Buy dream online pharmaceutical tramadol, straighten his arm up somewhat.
so we get to the car, and after some interesting manouvering that could have been assisted by about 6 more arms, we got it in, hanging and draping across the entire cargo area. btw ... we have a jeep cherokee. it's not like it's a miata or anything ...
in the car, i make some comment like 'you didn't believe me, did you?' and he responds with a 'no dear' comment that makes me smile.
into the parking garage, and we wrangle it out. then there is more walking and me tut tutting about it being straight up and down and a bit more grunting and we're off the elevator. then it happens.
i forget to point out the low doorway.
which results in a crashing and crunching sound that is his hand slamming into medicine online tramadol Medicine online tramadol, doorframe. i'm tempted to rush over and make sure the dress is ok, but i medicine online tramadol to respond with 'oh my goodness are YOU ok?' i'm sure he knows what i was thinking.
inside the apartment Medicine online tramadol, and hanging carefully on an over-the-door hanger hook.
i am then reminded of a scene from bridezillas where the bride bugged the groom about not bending her dress and Medicine online tramadol - keeping it straight and carrying it carefully. and his response was mumbling about what does she Medicine online tramadol - think he is? he's a 32 year old man and does she think he doesn't know how to carry a dress?
oh no! am i becoming bridezilla?
and then my guy says 'i'd better not come home and find you wearing this thing around the apartment.' and he smiles at me.
and makes me Medicine online tramadol, think of the Friends episode where phoebe, rachel, and monica all sat around wearing wedding dresses and watching tv after they tried on emily's dress. and i laughed too.
then i said 'are you kidding me? i'd never get it back on the hanger.'
so on the way to brooklyn (and amazingly, there was no comment about 'why did you have to get your dress in brooklyn???' to which the answer would have been, of course, 'because that's where kleinfeld's is' ... but as there was no comment, there was no need for the snappy comeback ... but i digress ...)
i mentioned that perhaps we should fold the seat down to accommodate the dress. he laughed and said that it wouldn't be necessary ... it'll fit in the back seat.
i laughed and told him that it wouldn't and we weren't folding it.
he stopped laughing. what do you mean it won't fit in the backseat? he asked.
i mean it likely won't. it's pretty big and medicine online tramadol be bent or folded. it's just been steamed.
whatever he said. we'll figure it out.
so we get there. he waits patiently upstairs while i go downstairs to pick up, get final instructions Buy dream online pharmaceutical tramadol, from my fitter (instructions??) and then a lovely young man arrives to carry it to the car for us.
so i walk upstairs and he looks up at me with a 'where is it?' look. i turn around and medicine online tramadol is the lovely young man with his arm straight up in the air carrying a giant white garment bag that more resembles a tubular balloon than anything else.
he looks at me. looks at the bag. looks at me again. makes some weird noise not lowest price tramadol a snicker and not quite a sigh.
he stands up, and says to the lovely young man 'i've got it'.
the lovely young man looks at me ... for approval? and says 'it's not a problem. i can put it in your car.' (clearly he's dealt with neurotic brides before ... not that i am one but as the story plays out you'll see that i'm about to become one)
he says 'no really. it's o.k.' and takes the bag from him.
so we're out the door heading up the sidewalk to the car. and he has his arm straight up in the air, but it's not exactly Buy dream online pharmaceutical tramadol, straight. more like aiming forward ... which is then bending the dress over his back and shoulder. it becomes apparent to me that the lovely young man has developed a technique (and perhaps muscles normal people don't have) that enables him to hold his arm straight up and down while supporting the weight of this garment.
so i'm Buy dream online pharmaceutical tramadol, looking at him and say 'could you please try to hold it straight up'
he shoots me a look.
'no, really' i say 'i really don't want it to bend' for those of you who haven't been through this before, there is a giant stuffed half body inside the bag that the dress is attached to in some magical and mysterious way ... it keeps the bodice Buy dream online pharmaceutical tramadol, full and round while allowing the skirt to remain full and not flat. but it means that you can't really lie it down or fold it too easily (plus, you don't want it to wrinkle!)
he shoots me another look, accompanied by a grunt, but tries to Buy dream online pharmaceutical tramadol, straighten his arm up somewhat.
so we get to the car, and after some interesting manouvering that could have been assisted by about 6 more arms, we got it in, hanging and draping across the entire cargo area. btw ... we have a jeep cherokee. it's not like it's a miata or anything ...
in the car, i make some comment like 'you didn't believe me, did you?' and he responds with a 'no dear' comment that makes me smile.
into the parking garage, and we wrangle it out. then there is more walking and me tut tutting about it being straight up and down and a bit more grunting and we're off the elevator. then it happens.
i forget to point out the low doorway.
which results in a crashing and crunching sound that is his hand slamming into medicine online tramadol Medicine online tramadol, doorframe. i'm tempted to rush over and make sure the dress is ok, but i medicine online tramadol to respond with 'oh my goodness are YOU ok?' i'm sure he knows what i was thinking.
inside the apartment Medicine online tramadol, and hanging carefully on an over-the-door hanger hook.
i am then reminded of a scene from bridezillas where the bride bugged the groom about not bending her dress and Medicine online tramadol - keeping it straight and carrying it carefully. and his response was mumbling about what does she Medicine online tramadol - think he is? he's a 32 year old man and does she think he doesn't know how to carry a dress?
oh no! am i becoming bridezilla?
and then my guy says 'i'd better not come home and find you wearing this thing around the apartment.' and he smiles at me.
and makes me Medicine online tramadol, think of the Friends episode where phoebe, rachel, and monica all sat around wearing wedding dresses and watching tv after they tried on emily's dress. and i laughed too.
then i said 'are you kidding me? i'd never get it back on the hanger.'
