It Doesn't Get More "Ladies Night" Than This

1. Wedding dress fitting at Deborah Linquist's studio in NoHo.
2. Sushi dinner out.
3. Sex and the City II at the Arclight.

That's wassup tonight for me and my lay-deez, Lex & Titfield. I for one am very excited.  Not only do I get to finally try on my wedding dress, and see it for the first time, but I get to go watch a totally and ridiculously awesome display of fun, fashion, and whimsy on the big screen shortly thereafter. I don't care if Sex and the City II ends up being worst movie I have ever seen. I will be on such a girlie high, that I won't even notice how stupid Carrie looks riding a camel, or how many awful "camel toe" puns the writers made Samantha say. Nope. I will not care one bit if the movie blows.  I say, let the summer movie shitfest begin, people!

But back to the dress... Admittedly, I am a tad nervous about seeing my wedding dress for the first time. I barely remember what it looks like... And the thought of modeling it for the first time in front of people, makes me go, "Oh, no! What if it's terrible and they have to lie and say it looks good?!?!" I honestly don't think that will happen because 1. Deborah Lindquist makes stunning clothes and 2. Lex and Titfield aren't really the "judge the way your best friend looks" kind of gals.

But that got me thinking... have you guys ever been to a dress fitting where the bride didn't like her gown--or--the friends attending the fitting didn't like it? You know who I'm talking about... like the overly opinionated assholes featured on Say Yes to the Dress...