She picked up the prettiest white gown from the best wedding dress boutique in town. Her only worry was if she would be able to find the perfect matching shoes to go with the dress. She called her fiancé to check if he would be free to give her a ride down town. It seemed he may have been busy in a meeting. He didn't answer her call. On her way, she caught a cab and decided to call her best friend for company, but it dawned on her that she might be busy shopping herself, after all she was chosen to be the Maid of honour.
She managed to choose the perfect shoes with a correct fit. She felt special, all this attention and stress taken by her friends and relatives for HER big day. She couldn't have asked for anything better and special.
D-day finally arrived. Anxious and eager; both these feelings that made her go weak in the knees. She knew she'd get anything but cold feet. She always dreamed of marrying the man she loved, and undoubtedly he was the man of her dreams. As she stood at the aisle waiting for him to walk down with dreams in his eyes and hopes in his thought, she began to worry about how long it was taking him to show up. Was he in trouble? Has he got his head stuck in that shirt again? She warned him it's too tight! She giggled with this thought and decided to wait till he finishes.
He probably needs help, "Can you help him get here quicker please?" she asked a relative sitting at the first row of the chapel. Off he went to search for the groom. Not knowing which room he is in, he kept knocking all the doors, he decided to check if he had started dressing up by searching for the grooms clothes in his closet.
There was the groom, helping the maid of honour zip up her dress.
She managed to choose the perfect shoes with a correct fit. She felt special, all this attention and stress taken by her friends and relatives for HER big day. She couldn't have asked for anything better and special.
D-day finally arrived. Anxious and eager; both these feelings that made her go weak in the knees. She knew she'd get anything but cold feet. She always dreamed of marrying the man she loved, and undoubtedly he was the man of her dreams. As she stood at the aisle waiting for him to walk down with dreams in his eyes and hopes in his thought, she began to worry about how long it was taking him to show up. Was he in trouble? Has he got his head stuck in that shirt again? She warned him it's too tight! She giggled with this thought and decided to wait till he finishes.
He probably needs help, "Can you help him get here quicker please?" she asked a relative sitting at the first row of the chapel. Off he went to search for the groom. Not knowing which room he is in, he kept knocking all the doors, he decided to check if he had started dressing up by searching for the grooms clothes in his closet.
There was the groom, helping the maid of honour zip up her dress.
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