Meghan Trainor Wedding Dress Novels & Stories

A cathedral train extended behind it, easily five meters long. Her eyes filled again as she imagined its cost—real diamonds, meticulously set just for her. Dixal loved her so deeply that he spared nothing to make her happy. The gown alone was extravagant, not to mention the venue he had closed entirely for their wedding. And that didn’t even include the media fees outside, nor the food, nor the attire of the bridesmaids and groomsmen. If there was such a thing as the grandest wedding, this had to be it. “Ma’am, we’ll begin preparing you now,” one of the women said gently. She wore a peach-colored mermaid gown.

I turn and look into the full length mirror; the pure white dress, a silky maxi dress with lace capped sleeves across my shoulders, flowing out with a stunning train, and stunning roses floating down the back of my dress next to the silky light pink ribbon that tied it up. "It's the one!" I gasp out loud. I've found my dress. It fits perfectly, and suits my figure. A short shopping trip later to get shoes and a few other bits and pieces, and I am ready. I have everything I need for my wedding day which is 2 days from now. My only worry is a plausible one; what surname will I be taking? Or will I keep my own? Katerina Bathas? Katerina Knight? Or Katerina Gray?

It wasn’t the large Texas wedding she’d had in her little girl dreams with the fairy princess dress, a crystal tiara holding a chapel length train to her head that would billow for a mile behind her, the minimum six bridesmaids – all in blush pink, of course, the ride to the chapel in a horse drawn carriage, and the sit down dinner afterwards for at least 300, but it was so much more. Maggie’s dress was a simple, Empire waist gown à la Pride and Prejudice, with lace panels in front and back and a few sparkling crystals surrounding the low-scooped neckline. Her mama had passed down the family pearls to wear that her mama and her mama before her had worn at their weddings for something old. Da

especially Valentino Preston. And here Valerie was called even though one could tell it's because of the marriage but there was still a reason to be scared. "Its okay Meg, I'll be fine. I need to get dressed. I can't possibly go there dressed in this", Valerie said and Megan looked at what she was putting on. "You have a point, come let's get you dressed. You don't have all the time and you can't be late", Megan said and dragged her up the stairs. After searching the wardrobe, Megan came across a blue gown which hugged her body but it wasn't revealing and it had beaded crystals on it.

Now she wanted to go through them one by one. Number 1 was a complete failure because Keyla saw at first glance that they didn't have what she was looking for. She didn't even know what she was looking for herself, but her gut told her that she wouldn't find her dress there and so far she could rely on her gut. Arrived at the 2nd store, she saw it from afar. A beautiful strapless wedding dress with dark red roses, a wide gathered skirt and a long train. It was tied at the sides with rose-red ribbons and a vine pattern ran up from the waist to the chest, also the deep red of the roses.

When Megan came back and found her precious son in the hospital, she looked like she wanted to tear me apart. But, desperate to keep up her sweet, caring image in front of my dad, she held back and just glared at me with pure hatred. I noticed her damp hair and flushed cheeks and smiled knowingly. Megan, this was just the beginning of your punishment. The wedding day came quickly, and the house was decked out for the occasion. Megan wore the dress my dad had just bought for her. …… It was the same designer wedding gown. With her makeup done, she looked younger and more beautiful than ever, and my dad couldn’t take his eyes off her.

Then we all laughed loudly when we saw a very large penis-shaped cake, with manicured fingers fisting it, with the wording stated below 'To have and to hold' The girls must've heard our laughter, as they got out of the room. But I quickly tuned out everything around me, when I saw Megan. She was dressed in a white wedding dress, it was simple yet sexy that showed off her body perfectly. Her hair and makeup were done in a simple way, making her look younger and more beautiful. "You can close your mouth and thanked me now Gary," Olga said as she gave Megan's hand to mine. I quickly thanked her making her laughed, then she moved to her husband's side.

I'd always wanted a wedding gown from her right from my childhood, and this truly felt like a dream come true. The details on the dress were so exquisite, and the material was so light, but elegant. It was a long dress with a train. I'd wanted a traditional wedding, and a long dress would suit the occasion perfectly. My dress was white and it was a mermaid style. It hugged my body, and the lace covered the dress, creating a beautiful pattern. The straps were laced as well. It was a strapless dress. My hair was styled in a bun, and there were some loose strands. There were also little white flowers on my head.

It was as if she had been with Leila for a long time. A beautiful wedding dress with a long train was displayed beside the grand staircase. This magnificent dress will be the first thing that the clients will see. Intricate lace detailing made the simple design feel more luxe and feminine. The train is also detachable so the bride can wear the dress on its own or with the train. The beautiful white wedding dress stood out among the sea of colorful and fragrant flowers that Leila received last night. The bouquets and flower baskets were all arranged beautifully near the entrance. At a glance, one would think it was spring inside her atelier with the number of flowers she had received.

" I guess your vocabulary has been exhausted. Thanks anyways" "You'll steal all the spotlight as expected", Meghan assured her. Meghan herself was wearing a fitting black gown with little straps. The back of the gown was low with criss crossed lines. She had put her hair up in a chignon and was wearing simple studs. So, even if the bride to be had to have all the spotlight, she would not look drab in contrast. "I guess I'm nervous because I'm finally meeting Leo's mom and dad. I know I've talked to them over Skype and all that but this is the real deal. The real thing for me. I just want to make a very good impression", Juliet said.