Don't judge me...

I have a confession to make...

My name is Gladys, and I am a wedding-a-holic. That's right. A wedding-a-holic.

You might think I'm crazy because I kind of am. I don't care. I'm not ashamed. I am a wedding lover.

It started at a young age. My sister and I would take our bed sheets and wrap them around our bodies pretending they were wedding gowns. The longer the sheet, the better. Because the longer the sheet, the longer the train.

Then there was freshman year of college. Everyone talked about living their lives, enjoying the single life, blah blah, blah. Me? No. I was designing my wedding on David's Bridal dot com. Sara, Margot, and Stephanie were lucky because I designed their weddings. I'm such a good friend.

What's next? Hmm. Let's see. What about the time when my friend Silvia got engaged? Oh that's right, about 90 percent of the wedding magazines she had were mine. I wasn't dating anyone, or even close to being engaged. Just had them. Bookmarked pages and all.

As if my love for weddings wasn't enough...

I fell in love with Chris and fell in love with wedding photography.

If my heart was a bomb, it would explode with details, doves, something old, borrowed, and probably something blue.

Don't judge me. I just love, love.