One of the biggest plus points of being in London over the summer meant that I could attend my cousin’s wedding. If I were going to have the baby in Dubai, as was the original plan, this wouldn’t have been possible.
The wedding was fantastic – three nights of partying. Everything went according to plan, the entertainment was brilliant and, of course, the bride was beautiful.
So three nights of partying. For everyone else! I couldn’t drink – but I danced until 3 and 4 in the morning! I had to sleep for two days after the reception, but I enjoyed myself.
I met so many people I hadn’t met in years and got to catch up with lots of family.
There was one girl I kept seeing. She looked familiar, but I just couldn’t place her. I asked someone her name and then realised I had no idea who she was.
She very randomly approached me at the reception and told me she was worried that her dress may fall off. Let me just reiterate – I don’t know her and she doesn’t know me. She then went on to tell me that she had recently lost a bit of weight after going to a nutritionist and that she was feeling great. She then said she wanted to lose more because she wants to look good. I heard about her friend who did some diet and how well it worked, etc. I tried to add a comment here and there, but the music was really loud and we could barely hear each other.
Then she asked me where I was staying. I told her. She said she wasn’t far from there and maybe we should meet up sometime. I nodded. She still didn’t know my name! She gave me her phone to put in my details and then gave me a missed call so I had her number.
Then she said: Isn’t it awful that women don’t support each other or share their weight loss secrets? We should meet for a nice big glass of wine and talk about how we can support each other while trying to lose weight.
I told her I wasn’t drinking until September-ish. She made a face.
I told her it was because I’m pregnant.
She tried not to look surprised!
Basically, she had this very long and boring conversation with me because she thought I was fat. Not pregnant!
6 thoughts on “The Wedding”
hahaha crazy person!! But it makes for funny reading…I can just imagine your face!
I wish I could have seen what my face looked like!
hahaha, this is funny! I once was asked if I was pregnant when I was carrying weight around my middle! The poor woman’s face was priceless 🙂
That’s hilarious! I suppose that’s why people are so hesitant to make assumptions! X
Sorry, but that’s ! Hope you’re enjoying London.
I am happy in London, thanks. It is a bit lonely now though. LagosDad has been away for just over a month. But he should be back soon 🙂