A squeal of pure, abounding glee. I think that’s how I’d best describe it. I don’t think I’ve ever squealed before, but when La Bella Moda called to tell me my wedding dress—which I haven’t seen in six months—had finally come in, I simply couldn’t contain my excitement. Yet I was at work, so it turned into a more muted, high-pitched, squeaky “Really?! That’s great!”—with a lot of emphasis on the great.
When I put down the phone, I peaked behind my monitor and said to my coworker Amanda sitting across the way, “Guess what?!”—with a giant smile spreading across my face.
The incredible thing about Amanda is that she cannot only match my excitement level but take it to an entirely new echelon of elation. She was completely thrilled for me. She suggested that I go that very night to try it on—which I was dying to do—but I knew my mom would want to be there with me, and she wasn’t available.