I have this kind of thing or whatever you wanted it to call
but I love looking on wedding dresses.
Until now that I am into my 11 years of being married, I still like to
see those beautiful laces and styles of a wedding dress. I still recall how I browse the internet
looking a perfect wedding dress for me when my husband then boyfriend of 4
years finally proposed and I said, YES! :0
And when I see one, I know it’s perfect for me.
Those tulle beaded dress, satin and French laces and long
trains fascinates me. I wish I can
design but I can’t even draw a single line of body shapes and maybe that’s not
my thing. When my sister got married
before me, I suggest on her wedding gown design but it’s mostly her that
decides on what style to wear, after all, it’s her big day.
So when I’m thinking on the day that my only daughter finally
marries, I hope I can suggest on the designs while jumping up and down out of
excitement but hey, she’s only 4 months old! My husband will likely screen all
potential suitors and will insist she has to be 30 years old before settling
down. You know, father will probably do that
and will think like that when it comes to their daughter. Me, I’m old enough when I finally settle down
and my father kept on asking me when I will get married. Ha-ha-ha!
So now, I will still go on browsing those beautiful wedding
dress online and dream about it.