Love. Live. Laugh. Wed.

After my first bridal show success with my mom and sister, I was excited to drag Sean to some other shows around Rochester where we live. So a mere one week after the bridal show in Binghamton, I ventured off to a bridal show at the RIT Inn in Henrietta. I told Sean about how much fun we had at the first show and how we even got to try some yummy food to get him excited to come. I lived to regret those words.

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I came home from our first bridal show with a gigantic shopping bag full of vendor information and pamphlets. My game plan for the show was to stop at each table, grab some information and be on our way. Then I could look through the information at home at my leisure and visit vendor websites or call them for more information. This went pretty well except for the fact that after Sean and I looked through our gigantic bag of vendor information our living room floor looked a little something like this:

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I convinced my mom and sister to join me at our very first bridal show last weekend. I've wanted to go to a bridal show since about ten seconds after I got that ring on my finger. Why? Mostly to win stuff, but it also seemed like it would be pretty fun! A few shows came and went but we were always busy and had other plans that kept us from going.

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