Kylie & Chicken Fillets

Not a wedding dream but very strange and worth a mention - I dreamt that I met Kylie last night and she was looking very thin because of her illness. I spent ages queuing to get her some butterscotch ice cream to fatten her up -bizarre.

Wedding update - As you will all know I have finally sent out the invitations and it is now very exciting getting the replies back! Thanks for all your lovely RSVP cards that you have sent in already.

I went out and purchased my bridal underwear a few weeks back which was a good laugh. I was striving to enhance my cleavage which is pretty non existent now I have lost weight - the lady in the shop advised me that I need chicken fillets! This is how the stars have such ample bosoms probably with a boob job thrown in as well. Chicken fillets are horrible slimy bits of plastic gel that nestle under your boobs to give them some oomph. I will have to secretly whip them out and hide them before Jason ravages me (I hope) on our wedding night. Concerned that the ceilidh could cause them to pop out on the dance floor... umm could be interesting.

I purchased a lovely basque which was £120 and I got it in the sale for £30 – I won’t tell you how much the chicken fillets cost!

Now on an e bay mission to find some size 6 wedding shoes as the ones I had made in Vietnam for $4 aren't quite right.

Other decision making is wedding rings and I have finally decided what I am going for after much stress so that should be sorted at the weekend.

That's all for now.

L x