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My big fat italian-spanish wedding 11: the suitcase | Euforilla
I'm not vanished into nothingness! I neither have been completely absorbed -sadly- by my new aunt-y-hood... aunt-y-ness... by being a newly-aunt basically, I've just been busy with "back at home" stuff. Anyway, we're at it, we're almost at the infamous day and all I've got left to do is pack again my suitcase. Can I now take for myself a moment and say "I said so"??? Can I? Prettyplease??? You have to know that, back in january-february when my brother first broke out the happy news, all our discussions immediately went to the weather and "Oh come on you won't need no bolero, yes it's in september but it's still full summer". Maybe... but Salamanca isn't exactly a seaside location... september is still warm, granted, but not smoking hot so you might nee... "It will be hot, mind you!" Yeah... Yesterday's sms "It's been raining a while, forecasts say it will be cloudy on the wedding day, around 19°C at night" Yesterday's sms "I bought you a pair of nude tights in case it's cold".