the weekend before the bean came home from texas, the old lady and i teamed up with her BFF and parked ourselves in front of a bridal salon in monrovia that was having a huge sale.
to be safe, we'd arrived two hours before the shop opened for business, and still we were second in line. that told us that the sale was likely to be a good one. they were only going to allow three parties in at a time, the bride was allowed to bring up to two guests and would have just half an hour to shop, try on and decide one way or the other. it was exciting and nerve wracking all at once, and i'm not even the bride.
as opening time grew nearer the shop's staff started arriving for the day, and came out to have the brides fill out a card with basic information about their weddings.
while she took care of that, i took note of a new bauble dangling from her wrist - a gift from her future MIL. so cute.