I was pretty much right.
The wedding madness REALLY started on Wednesday. I went in for a hair practice, and this is what I decided on:
It seemed at that point we might just make it through the night, but I still had rehearsal to worry about, and decorating the hall. Suddenly this laid-back care-free "lets-just-elope" simple-minded bride became
a groom's maid of honor's mother's mother in law's everyone's worst nightmare.