The Real Fucking Thing
I have never been a fan of the whole marriage thing. I always thought weddings were trite and kind of lame.
Then I went to one. I don’t know what it was about this one in particular because I’ve been to others, but attending my friend Barbie’s wedding last weekend really got to me. Me, the girl who is missing the Bride Gene and runs away whenever there’s word of an epidemic of marriage cooties.





