When I was a little, I knew I wanted a wedding. Too many Easter dresses with little white lace gloves. Big dress, sweet cake, and great food.
So I wrote it down in a wedding journal.
Thank God, I did. It was year of ideas in 2001-2002. Wedding cupcakes, donuts, and cookies. Big dresses of all colors and sizes. Old fashion A line gowns.
Then there is the family. The family with a million and one ideas. Well meaning, but sometimes it just does not fit what you want.
So write it all down. Close your eyes and remember what you truly want.
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