Today was the first time I've tried on wedding dresses. It was the most depressing experience of my life. Not only did I not really find anything I liked, everything looked terrible on me. I felt like a ridiculous fat bride and that my bridemaids and my guests are all going to look much more beautiful then I will on my wedding day. It's very discouraging.
Justin lost 4 more pounds... I gained a pound. He also ate 2 hot dogs and french fries on Saturday. This isn't fucking fair. I should just give up. I'm going to just be fat forever, aren't I?