Mo+Boy Tie the Knot: Conversations with my mother

My sisters were off to find the boy's tie, and my mother, mother-in-law, and I were quickly off to the venue.

I carefully got into the back seat, and had an uncomfortable realization--wow, it is really hard to breathe in my dress. To make things worse, I didn't want my hair to get messed up, so my upper body was hunched forward, and I was taking really deep breaths whenever I could because breathing normally just wasn't possible. Fun times.

My Mom noticed my weird position and my heaving.

Her: Hey, what are you doing? Why do you sound like that?

[heavy breathing]

Me: I can't really breathe, my dress is too tight. [heavy breathing]

Her: [Mom looking in rearview mirror] Why are you leaning forward?

[Me still keeled over looking at floor]

Me: I don't want my hair to come undone so I am not leaning back.

Mom: [big sigh, shaking head] Aiyah, young girls these days [turns to my mother-in-law] they need everything to be perfect. Me? I made my dress, everything else my mother chose, the church, the restaurant, I just showed up that day, whatever! These days, they need to have fancy dress with their hair done, me? I never cared, just, put on my dress, and ok! I'm ready! [Mother-in-law mumbles in agreement] Eh, so fussy, look, now, pretty dress, but she cannot even breathe on her wedding day---

Me: NOT HELPING THE SITUATION! NOT HELPING THE SITUATION! [deep breath, still keeled over]

[squeals of laughter from front seat]

Her: Aiyah, calm down little girl, [more squeals of laughter] we are almost there!

We got off the freeway, minutes from the venue, and I got a text message from my friend. "We're here, ready to help! Where are you?"

I'm still trying to breathe, 5 minutes away.

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