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My wedding
Our story never ends ! A. & M.
In principle, all the girls dream of a wedding in the story .. well, we all know that some may have the luck that their dream is fulfilled or they may have the "bad luck" to have a classical wedding without great claims, but with an end result much more satisfactory from all points of view. Since I was little, I have always dreamed of dressing in a bride's dress, a long, long-haired train. Well, these things were possible a month ago.
My much-desired wedding was planned a while ago: Since I met my current husband, I felt that there was something unique about us and that he was the chosen one. Well, we met by chance: I went to lunch with an old girlfriend, and my friend's brother, my current husband, came to take her to a fashion show. Then for the first time I felt my breathing it stops for a few
seconds and I actually missed it. When I told my girlfriend what happened to her, she insisted on talking to her brother, and from here came a beautiful love story that lasts for five years to the present.
The marriage request was planned in detail by my girlfriend and her brother: I was at a friend's wedding, and when I was next to the other girls to get the bouquet, the bride returned and gave it to her and my boyfriend came with the ring and kneeling in front of everyone and of course my answer was a confident yes!
The marriage request was on the twenty-fifth of March two thousand and sixteen, fixed on my birthday, and the wedding I made it for a three-year difference. The plans were intense: from the gown before the wedding dress, to the invitations and up to the color on the seats of the guests. Finding the perfect dress was very difficult because I wanted a princess dress that would have some stones on her hands and on the bodice, not to be too simple, but not too loaded even though on the wedding day I could exaggerate with the dress, being a special day. I found the dress after long searches for a very nice woman who helped me a lot and who was an exemplar, being a real expert in this chapter. I wanted the veil long and with a little lace to the edge, long for the domes of honor to fight him. I wanted to customize my shoes to write my name and husband on the soles and the date of the wedding. I did not have big claims on the bag because I would not stay with her anyway, so I found a trivial bag but still beautiful without a certain meaning. My husband had a black suit with a red bow tie and a handkerchief so that she could match her dresses and the theme of the restaurant.
As a home of honor, I had four girlfriends dressed in a red dress cut back and with a simple stripe with a not too high heel, and the soft hair left behind because it was summer. Knights were their friends, who, of course, were matched with their lovers. EVERYONE, ALL THE SAWED WORLD!
The ceremony to be held at the church took place on the shore of a pretty simple lake: a red carpet with white seats and some tiny floral arrangements, a candy bar and a fruit bar, and the place where I and my friend, prepared to unite our destinies before God, was dressed in white and red roses.
At home I arranged everything beautiful with lots of flowers and balloons. I did not want to be anything special because I did not spend much time there, but only when my nose broke my cake. Of course she was my friend who made me acquainted with my husband. The restaurant was decorated to my taste and to my friend. The walls were marble creamp on the floor, so we decided to put red on the chairs and on the tables the same, and the floral arrangement was made up of red and white roses.
For brides dancing I took lessons for three months with my lover, sister and lover of his sister. I did not want to be something classic, but we wanted to be something memorable and get them involve. Everybody liked our dance, and even in the end they congratulated us and some of the guests started crying.
The cake was a classic one: made of chocolate and berries, covered in marzipan. It had four floors and had different designs specific to a wedding.
At the end of the wedding, I received many congratulations.
Many guests told us that they had fun and that it was an atmosphere they have not felt for a long time.
Many of them said they are waiting for baptism, but we still think about doing this step!
THE END!
Our story never ends ! A. & M.
In principle, all the girls dream of a wedding in the story .. well, we all know that some may have the luck that their dream is fulfilled or they may have the "bad luck" to have a classical wedding without great claims, but with an end result much more satisfactory from all points of view. Since I was little, I have always dreamed of dressing in a bride's dress, a long, long-haired train. Well, these things were possible a month ago.
My much-desired wedding was planned a while ago: Since I met my current husband, I felt that there was something unique about us and that he was the chosen one. Well, we met by chance: I went to lunch with an old girlfriend, and my friend's brother, my current husband, came to take her to a fashion show. Then for the first time I felt my breathing it stops for a few
seconds and I actually missed it. When I told my girlfriend what happened to her, she insisted on talking to her brother, and from here came a beautiful love story that lasts for five years to the present.
The marriage request was planned in detail by my girlfriend and her brother: I was at a friend's wedding, and when I was next to the other girls to get the bouquet, the bride returned and gave it to her and my boyfriend came with the ring and kneeling in front of everyone and of course my answer was a confident yes!
The marriage request was on the twenty-fifth of March two thousand and sixteen, fixed on my birthday, and the wedding I made it for a three-year difference. The plans were intense: from the gown before the wedding dress, to the invitations and up to the color on the seats of the guests. Finding the perfect dress was very difficult because I wanted a princess dress that would have some stones on her hands and on the bodice, not to be too simple, but not too loaded even though on the wedding day I could exaggerate with the dress, being a special day. I found the dress after long searches for a very nice woman who helped me a lot and who was an exemplar, being a real expert in this chapter. I wanted the veil long and with a little lace to the edge, long for the domes of honor to fight him. I wanted to customize my shoes to write my name and husband on the soles and the date of the wedding. I did not have big claims on the bag because I would not stay with her anyway, so I found a trivial bag but still beautiful without a certain meaning. My husband had a black suit with a red bow tie and a handkerchief so that she could match her dresses and the theme of the restaurant.
As a home of honor, I had four girlfriends dressed in a red dress cut back and with a simple stripe with a not too high heel, and the soft hair left behind because it was summer. Knights were their friends, who, of course, were matched with their lovers. EVERYONE, ALL THE SAWED WORLD!
The ceremony to be held at the church took place on the shore of a pretty simple lake: a red carpet with white seats and some tiny floral arrangements, a candy bar and a fruit bar, and the place where I and my friend, prepared to unite our destinies before God, was dressed in white and red roses.
At home I arranged everything beautiful with lots of flowers and balloons. I did not want to be anything special because I did not spend much time there, but only when my nose broke my cake. Of course she was my friend who made me acquainted with my husband. The restaurant was decorated to my taste and to my friend. The walls were marble creamp on the floor, so we decided to put red on the chairs and on the tables the same, and the floral arrangement was made up of red and white roses.
For brides dancing I took lessons for three months with my lover, sister and lover of his sister. I did not want to be something classic, but we wanted to be something memorable and get them involve. Everybody liked our dance, and even in the end they congratulated us and some of the guests started crying.
The cake was a classic one: made of chocolate and berries, covered in marzipan. It had four floors and had different designs specific to a wedding.
At the end of the wedding, I received many congratulations.
Many guests told us that they had fun and that it was an atmosphere they have not felt for a long time.
Many of them said they are waiting for baptism, but we still think about doing this step!
THE END!
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