However, given the couple is not even engaged it is Grade-A crazy town.
She first told me about her bridal porn some time ago, and I thought it was quite an amusing joke. Nothing like taking a bridal magazine home to freak your boyfriend out.
But when I saw the full collection, I realised the problem was far more serious.
I think it may be an addiction.
Is that possible?
She actually said last night – and I quote verbatim – “Sometimes I lie awake at night stressing over the colour palette”.
On the one hand, while I find her behaviour disturbing and scary, I am also secretly quite pleased.
Compared to this carry-on, nothing I say or do can ever be considered neurotic or mad. Which is never a bad thing.
Bless.
Oh, and before anyone starts feeling sorry for the Architect, I should point out it was in fact HE who purchased the first bridal magazine for her, thus unleashing the beast.
He has but himself to blame. Silly man.
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