“Oh, I give up! I will never find a nice dress that will fit this oversized body of mine.”
“Relax mom. So, you haven’t found it yet. There is still time to look. But you have to look and not waste any more time, because you won’t have time to send it back again and get another if it doesn’t fit.”
“You don’t understand Paula, I am not the size I should be, and society looks past those of us larger women and rarely design anything worthwhile for us to wear. It is infuriating trying to buy clothes. But I will find something for your wedding.”
“Maybe you can order two sizes and keep the one that fits next time.”
“That might work. I have one more site I can log onto and check otherwise it is down to the wedding shop and a price three times higher. But I promise not to embarrass you showing up in jeans.”
“Oh Mom, you are being dramatic.”
“Just keep your fingers crossed for me.”
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – fit
The music began and the ceremony was starting. She took her Dads arm and began the wedding march into the church. After the second step down the aisle she realized she was stepping on the front of her gown, it was too long. She tried to gracefully lift her skirt… she felt every eye on her. Getting about half-way down the aisle she could see the groom. He looked so handsome in all white. He had a big grin on his face, and she couldn’t help but grin too. This really was happening; she was finally marrying her true love.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – ceremony
“What are you doing Sara,” her mom asked as she walked up to her room. The radio was up loud and apparently Sara did not hear her mom. So, once again she asked what she was doing as she flipped the lights on.
“Oh, hi mom! I am just doing a little exercise,” Sara said through a heavy breath.
“What prompted this suddenly?” Her mom asked.
Sara smiled and said, “I am going to be in Diane’s wedding next fall, and I want to look good for it.”
“You look fine just the way you are… well without all that sweat you have right now!” Her mom chuckled and added, “Don’t overwork yourself. Dinner is in an hour.”
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – sweat
The day had come. She was so thrilled with the way it was coming together. The guests were slowly filing into the backyard setting. The florists had come and gone leaving a beautiful array of flowers that left a fragrance in the air. The caterer was cooking up more aromas for the reception to follow.
She moved her gaze from the window to her beautiful daughter. She sat in front of a mirror putting finishing touches on her hairdo. It was hard to believe her daughter was a bride, but she made a most beautiful bride in her mother’s eyes.
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – setting
He looked dashing
Standing at the alter
Waiting for me
His white tux
The flower in his lapel
He had a Bond sort of elegance
He was completely debonair
My pulse quickened
As I saw his eyes light up
The moment I walked in
And he saw me
I never felt more appreciated
Or more loved
He was the man of my dreams
And on that day
A dream came true
With a simple “I do”
Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – debonair
The ceremony started right at one o’clock with the groom and groomsmen entering the church. The bridesmaids entered and the music grew louder signaling the bride to come in. Everyone turned in their seats to see her enter, but she wasn’t there.
The bride stood in front of the mirror in jeans and a t-shirt placed the note on the table and quietly went out the back door. She would not put up with the lies anymore. She had suspected an affair, but today’s truth was too much. He could be with the other women. She felt so free now.
He told her he was going to get married. All her heart heard was she was betrayed. She had known him since kindergarten and they had promised to get married and have a family one day. He had passed it off as a childhood fantasy, but she felt deeply it was real. She smiled and said, “Congratualations! I hope the two of you will be very happy.”
“Thanks. You, of course will be a part of the wedding party, I insist.” He added with a smile, “Maybe you can be my best (wo)man, is that allowed?”