
I'm firmly in the second of my wedding waves — early thirties, many-coupled friends, spectres of ghastly terms like "geriatric pregnancy" pitching towards women still thinking about children. Does it sound like I'm having a crisis myself? I'm not, I swear! I'm much more concerned with the many-jeweled bags I can acquire in the name of love.
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