A forest for the trees ...

A pile of bridal magazines arrived home with me tonight. Courtesy of Cameron's sister, my sister now has about 10kg of repetitive advertisments and empty promises. Makes you wonder about the moral righteousness of thw whole marriage thing when from my perspective, it looks like a clever marketing ploy to part people from their parents money in the effort to create an illusion of beauty and importance. But enough of that, there is only so much wedding ranting that can go on. Suffice to say that if I am ever a bridezilla, someone please slap me. Hard.