Always a bridesmaid. Literally.

Stretching my bridesmaid muscles for my friend Catherine's wedding in Iowa this weekend. Somehow in 33 years I have only been a bridesmaid three times - plus a fourth next summer for my brother's wedding. That's not bad, when you consider that practically everyone I know is married.

The dress is rewearable (with a little nipping and tucking), and I will be marking off two more states where I have never been (Iowa and Illinois, where I am actually flying into). I will not, however, be participating in the bouquet toss. It's just not funny anymore. More like humiliating. Let the 20-year-olds catch it. Please?