Yesterday, I played this April Fools joke on my mom, pretending the tailor lost my wedding dress. I screen shot the texts I sent my mom and sent them to the sibling text chain, just to see if they would fall for it too (which I highly doubted, as they rarely fall for my shit anymore. Minus Andrew, who will never learn.)

But my sister not only believed it, she gave the most classic unhelpful Steph commentary, perfectly showcasing why she’s the last person to turn to in any situation that involves emotion.

Kudos to Jeremy for being responsibly prepared.