A couple of days ago, I fainted for the second time in my life... at the tailor's :P. I mean, one minute I'm standing next to my mom explaining the designs I wanted from the Gul Ahmed magazine, the next, I'm crumpled on the floor with our darzi, Dilawar saying, "Baji ko kya ho gaya hai!" (What happened to Gaia?!). My mom dragged me to the car and drove me home where I promptly threw up...
Sorry, I'll skip the gory details but I was pretty sick for a couple of days. On the bright side, I managed to lose 2 lbs with zero effort :). My lovely sister got me flowers and music to cheer me up... Love you sweetheart <3.>
Shaadi shopping is becoming pretty stressful! And I do think it's a huge waste spending thousands on clothes I probably won't wear more than a couple of times... Honestly, Pakistanis obsess way too much over food and weddings :P.
I still don't feel like I'm actually getting married... Even though we get along well, I'm not totally smitten with Mr. F though he seems to be with me... is that weird? Random question... how long does it take for two people in an arranged marriage to fall in love?