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Anya looked at her reflection and sighed. She looked beautiful. She looked around at her friends who were equally dashing in their attire. Yellow wasn't a funny colour after all. She gently placed the tiara made with thirty different tiny flowers of various colours over her head. All the bridesmaids had one on their head and their hair was rotated into tiny curls in the front. It was the last adornment to be in place and now they were all set.
The girls squealed looking at each other throwing praises and compliments around. Anya was happy that Jess had lightened up and was excited as the others.
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