I had my final dress trial yesterday.
I donned the entire outfit, and walked through to the lounge. Tears escaped almost immediately; this does not bode well for not crying on the day.
Am rather pleased with the final look. I would post a picture...but I'm not going to.
Counting down the days, and soon the hours! Have a rather strong suspicion that I will soon be so over excited that my mother will have to resort to tactics she used to employ when I was five and would get too over excited about a birthday party/christmas, develop flushed cheeks and a temperature, and promptly be sent to bed to have a sleep till I had calmed down a bit.
An awful lot of smiling going on in this house. I can't wait for the day itself, I just don't want this all to be over.