One.

Well the first wedding invite finally rolled in this weekend and apparently I don't get the chance to proclaim my own loner status or even attempt to fake out the masses by hiring an escort to be my date for the night (and then proceed to live happily ever after with him obviously). Nope. My RSVP came pre-filled with a tiny little one next to "number of persons" allowed to attend. Awesome. I wonder if they'll notice an extra little zero at the end of it.

So now I'm hoping that I don't feel awkward or like I usually do when we go out clubbing and I'm standing on the sidelines babysitting drinks. Dear Tooj had some great advice. Being THAT girl who chills by the bar sounds good right now. Or even THAT girl who dances all night long. But honestly, I will probably be THAT girl who chills at the table surrounded by a bunch of older strangers making small talk and checking the time every five minutes.

Luckily, Anonymous and Heidi will be in the crowd for this one. But if I get a "1" for the second upcoming wedding (where I'll only be close with the groom unless other undergrad friends make an appearance), I don't know what I'll do. For now I'll just focus on finding a dress that fits for these shindigs because that's going to be an ordeal in and of itself. And yes, that was singular for dress.