a dramatic, needy, selfish b*tch
by gulimz on 03/18 @ 1:54pmHello all ![]()
Almost a year ago I married the man of my dreams. a great man that I was dating for 5 years. Well long behold, the man of my dreams unfortunatly tied to his mothers umbilical cord. The reason I didnt know this from the get-go is because we come from different backgrounds. I am turkish, speak turkish, and have non-english speaking turkish parents. He has the same feautures but in indian version. Anyways, my husband proposed to me and I was the happiest ever, that is months later when we were wedding planning. Then she (the MIL) started butting in. She insisted that I wear indian wedding gowns to the ceremony and reception. My dream was always a white wedding dress. Then she told me I had to wear these ugly plastic braceletes for a year, wanted the wedding in india even though me nor my family are…


