I don’t know about you wild things, but once in a while I do wonder what I’d wear if I ever married Jesus, per chance. I mean, it’s not as though he’s proposed officially or anything. Nah, me and JC, we are far from “If you liked it then you should have put a ring on it” territory, but a girl can only dream.
Antipodium’s Spring 2010 collection ‘Brides of Christ’ has a few fine suggestions of what you should frock up in, if you were to marry Jesus. They’re all power-dressy, schoolgirlish, and late 80s/turn of the 90s cheeky-as-the-devil-that-was-inside-Michael-Hutchence,-back-when-he-sang-the-song-‘Devil-Inside’.
Check it! And how’s about the last one, “The Power of Glove” bodystocking? That'd get the confessional positively beat-boxing.
You know, I did get married once, albeit my groom was not Jesus. My wedding was in a drive-thru, in Las Vegas, on New Year’s Eve. I'm not so sure if Jesus would've approved, but he was referred to numerous times by the minister, a man in a mullet named the Reverend Merle T. Richards, Jr.
And, to add to the trash-bag identikit you are carefully assembling, please note my vows were taken in a mini dress (but not Antipodium’s "The Power of Glove", alas).
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It’s an entirely true story and, should we ever meet (and, my, I hope we do!), I’ll probably slip it into the conversation within the first few minutes of idle chit-chat. Pretty much PRECISELY like I did on this here blog.