You know when you write a paper and you make an outline, then a rough draft, then make edits, and then turn in a final copy? Well let’s just call this my outline. The wreath is not actually held together and the dress isn’t sewn. Also, it’s miles too long right now. But the real question is – what says you, bride?
As a side note, she (shockingly) was not into doing a fashion show or getting her picture taken. So, being the astoundingly kind and compassionate mother that I am, said, “OK, we will go fast.”
And I don’t know what she is doing with her hand – I think that’s her Dad’s genes.