"Yes, when are we getting married?" Soo said to Gillian, who turned red. She was teasing, but it dawned on me that I could be attending their wedding one day, and Gillian could make me wear something horrific like a plaid bridesmaid dress. Something to keep in mind in our shopping.

"Sorry, but they're not getting married," I said, waving and bailing Gillian out before saying something she'd regret. "That would be me. Plain ol' boring heterosexual bride. But I have a lovely gay maid of honor struggling to find something to wear."

The clerk laughed and turned to Gillian. "So, what do you feel comfortable in?"

"Plaid. God, so...