So Carellyn has no sisters by birth… we got bros. Bro.
But for all intensive purposes we are blessed to have FOUR sisters! They ie. the 4 Jinjes are all real sisters so we just slip into that pack discreetly. They don’t have anyone born in ’85 anyway so I guess we can’t be completely ruled out as the real deal… though the asian/white/black differentials do speak strongly in protest. IN ANY CASE! From here on out the sisterhood shall be referred to as Carellynje.
One of Carellynje is getting married tomorrow! Tomorrow!!!! So today the gang went for some minor pampering in the form of manicures.
Ellen and I did some gluten-free baking last night so we could bring some goodies to the session. We baked Apple Muffins using Rice Flour and gluten-free brownies from a recipe on the internet that never actually set even though we cooked them for a good 15 minutes over time. The moral of the story is that nothing that makes your body function properly is easy to make or tastes good.
After the pamper sesh we set out to find elements of our wedding outfits, because it was only the day before. On the way we saw these two shops which really affirmed that our quest was true.
I was in need of a dress and basically everything and Ellen was in need of shoes. Window shopping on Queen St. was fairly unsuccessful until we fought our intense hunger which was borderline hanger and trekked on to French Connection, an establishment which neither of us have ventured toward since high school. Which is an embarrassingly long time ago. Speaking further to the importance of this quest, I found the following item…
LOOK CLOSELY. and welcome to the year, of the horse, bitch.