Well, the weekend was sort of eclectic by all means.we had a little bit of everything: All my bridesmaid already got their dresses, shoes and accessories, so I was very happy with it and bellow are their dresses and shoes (the color of both is fuchsia):
The surprise note is that, out of the blue, FI's EX, got married a couple weeks ago. FI's daughter said that they went to the court and got married on a Monday, and that she didn't go to the school to attend the wedding. The news is that EX is undecided if she will or not to change her last name (hopefully yes).
First rant: We know that any plan that we have, FI's EX has always to do something to try to overshadow or just simply ruin it. So, now she wants to exchange visits date and whenever we inquiry about it, SD says, that if we don't do what her mother wants, she may not be able to attend the wedding - she is one of my bridesmaid. This weekend, after hearing this too much, I said to SD. "Honey, I am so sorry that your mother keeps putting you in this difficult position, but I won't allow her to interfere, or manipulate my life, using my own wedding. Your dress has been brought, you are part of our plans, and we want you there very much along us, but I won't bent over for your mother's rule, and the wedding like we've planned will happen with or without you there. And I am sure that if it happens, your dad could escalate measures. I am extremely sorry for all that, because the only one that will miss something is you."
SD is very, very excited for the wedding, and fears that her mother could come up with a last minute reason for not allowing her to come.
Oh, now that she is married to the boyfriend, she also wants for SD calls him dad; SD said to me that she could call me mom as well, but I said that despite been very honored, I think she has a mother that is alive and present in her life - exactly like her dad - and that I'd be more happy to be her stepmother, like the now mother's husband should also be, because her dad is alive and present in her life.
My last rant is that I brought an extremely gorgeous dress in Italy and when I show it to FI, he simply hated. He thinks that's too much couture to where we are going to get married - a 10K inhabitants city in a rural area in Iowa and that I will show off too much. I am very disappointed because I really loved this dress, and I am sadly surprised that he opposed the dress like I never saw before. I am still resisting, but I don't want to make an issue out of my dress...please send me vibes and suggestions how I should deal with this "farmer boy" in a way that i could be able to wear my dress.