That's What They Told Me
Wearing a lace and tulle A-line wedding dress, I sashayed my way to the end of the aisle where my handsome groom is waiting.
Floral detailing and patterns formed over my sheer bodice, as well as to my voluminous bell sleeves and wrap detail about the waist, helping me reduce the illusion of my bump down there.
My jet black hair, curled in soft boho waves, was loosely braided while the rest of it draped over my shoulders, sometimes flowing through the wind on its own.
I permitted myself a sweet delicate smile, admiring how my hair was styled. It was also paired with a wreath crown made out of dried flowers where my vail was attached.
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