Spotted: A bride in Manhattan (not the nice, tree-lined, Central Park part of Manhattan, I’m talkin 23rd and 5th here) in a poofy weddding dress on a Monday evening.
Said bride is hoisting up her dress and walking, nay waddling along Fifth avenue in old flip flops past Italian food imporium Eataly. Her husband is walking behind her with a Whole Foods bag packed full of stuff slung over his back.
Wow. How romantic! I mean, we don’t expect Kate Middleton shit on my wedding day, but this scene was just depressing.