Something that all grown-ups have to go through eventually...that is, if they decide to pass through the final rites of adulthood: Getting married.
Okay...more so in our times. I just can't imagine my grandparents' generation having to go through the tortuous process of getting that perfect wedding gown, a key milestone in all wedding preparation, without which, apparently the wedding just cannot go on.
One would conclude that, after centuries of evolution, there cannot be anymore variation to the wedding gown. However, the girls continue to find subtle differences that easily escalated into the most heated discourse of how the fabric of the universe can be completely ripped apart by the subatomic cacophony of anti-fashion disruptions emanating from the wrong gown on the wrong person...
Okay, I digress.
Well, after pretty much tried out all the evening and wedding gowns My Dream Wedding has to offer, we've finally (I mean WE ALL INCLUDING THE SISTERS) agreed on 3 for the bride and 2 for the groom. So it was successful after all. Hooray.
Now, I dread the day of the shoot.
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