WEDDING FEVER

"Nah! I don't like this one either." I say, and if I can vividly recall, this is the fifteenth gown I am rejecting. I feel nothing bad about it, though. I am just after what my heart wants. I want something unique. Something that will make me look spectacular on my big day.

"You don't?" I shake my head at Rita's question. "Come on, Tania! This is the third gown shop we are in, and you haven't liked any of the gowns you have fitted. Are you looking for a heaven-made gown or what? Let me ask, What's the picture of a mermaid gown that you are looking for?" Her reaction shows she is getting pissed off. I understand her, but what can I do? I just don't like all of these.

This is the wedding we are talking about here—a special day that comes once in a lifetime. I want to look my best. I want to look spectacular to Andy. I want him to see the best version of me that he has never seen before. I want him to look at me that day as I walk down the aisle and fall in love with me a million times