It's come that time of year... We get a sponsored post on something wedding-related and I am sent into a frothy white tizzyl while surfing for wedding dresses. Not, mind you, because I'm worried about whether or not I'll ever tie the knot -- us Geeks are too materialistic to be moved by such prosaic concerns -- but because when it comes to wedding dress prospecting, it's daunting to know... There can only be one. That's a lot of pressure. I've reached that age at which I find myself attending weddings more than clubs (sad, I know) and I urge you brides-to-be: choose your wedding dresses carefully -- we are judging. It's hard NOT to go all fashion police at a wedding -- your last day of singledom and you chose to wear... that?

That's why, every year, I find myself studiously browsing and mentally visualizing a much thinner version of myself fitting into some specimen of gorgeous gown. I'm not married to any particular look (haha) but there are a whole load of lovely gowns to be seen at Priscilla of Boston. Just a few favourites to put you in the mood and maybe challenge your self-esteem. Or, if you happen to be lucky enough to be tying the knot anytime soon... shop away. If you want to see specimens in the flesh, they sell the lines at Hitched! and White in Hong Kong as well.

Unapologetically frilly, lacy, poufy wedding gowns after the cut.

Every girl dreams of the big fancy wedding, the immaculate white gown, the fantabulous diamond ring and walking down the aisle to wed the man of her dreams. I was born without that gene. I dream of sitting on the couch with a big bag of Burger King chips (yes Burger King chips, discovered them in Taipei, sooo good), watching reruns of Friends until the end of eternity, laptop in my lap so I can surf the net and shop online and blog about what a loser I am for doing all of the above until the end of eternity.

Of course, I don’t know if it’s that dreaded biological clock, but lately I’ve been dreaming about sitting, gorging, surfing, shopping and blogging… with a big diamond rock on my hand. I’m still nowhere near excited for the Big Day, but for some bizarre reason, I’ve found myself very intrigued by online wedding ring designer programmes. Last week, I even found myself googling Wang gowns (Vera, not Alex). Eek! Yet I find myself very aroused by the perfect princess cut… and the perfect setting… and the perfect carat wattage… and I don’t even like carrots.

The thing is, I’m starting to see the whole concept as more of a style opportunity (one day, one ring, one dress, one well-dressed man for the rest of your life…) which is making the whole situation much more palatable. Especially with this kind of arsenal by my side… I mean, it could be just regular jewellery for a regular day. And a regular gown for a regular day. Nothing to worry about, right?

I wonder if this post is going to get my perfect partner (who has been perfectly patient) excited? Down, boy!