[I am posting this A LOT earlier than I wanted to, as I'm going to my uncle's house for the day] |
This is possibly the most nerve-wrecking day of my life. All around me, my bridesmaids scurry to get their hair and make up ready. Their outfit consists of short, white dresses, with a bow in the middle that matches their hair color. The hairstyle I chose for them to have is a loose bun, tied at the back of their heads. |
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I, on the other hand, don't have it so easy. My dress is much more complicated to get on, and my hair has to be styled in curls. The stress is just too much to handle, that I can't help but freak out every few minutes. "WHY hast thou forsaken me, O deity whose existence I doubt!," I cry out, using a quote from my favorite comedy show, The Big Bang Theory. |
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Before I can break down the place, there’s a knock against the doorway. "Well, well, well. Who do we have here who is getting married?!" my mother laughs. "Mom!" I smile. "Thank goodness you're here!" I pull her in for a tight hug, so glad there is a family member here to support me. "Oh, dear, I would never miss your wedding, just like I didn’t miss your sister’s wedding!" my mom replies, referencing to my sister Carmen, who just the other day, went to Vegas and eloped - with my mother accompanying them. |
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Coming up right behind my mother is a woman I vaguely recognize, but don’t remember where I know her from. "Hello dear. I'm Mary Webber, Alex's mother. It's so good to see you again after all these years, knowing you'll become my daughter-in-law!" "Misses Webber! I knew you looked familiar... Thank you so much for coming. Did Mister Webber also accompany you?" "Unfortunately, no. His sister has some health problems, so he has stayed behind to take care of her. But do know that he would have loved to be here and meet you!" |
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Loud cackles coming from the door interrupted my conversation with Mary. Turns out, Carmen herself decided to come. I'd thought she'd still be on honeymoon. "Do you know how stressed out you look like?@ It's friggin' hilarious, seeing you like this, dressed in robes and all! Oh my gosh, where's a camera so I can snap a photo?!" I roll my eyes at her behavior, and direct my attention to my father. "Hey, daddy. Where's Grace?" |
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"Grace is just here, in the hallway. But, eh, you're in for a shock..." My dad hesitated when speaking. "What do you mean?" I ask, confused. "Let's just say, Grace got a make over... And some plastic surgery." Outside in the hall, a person that resembles my older sister walks around. But can that truly be her? Her cheek size is even different? |
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"ALRIGHT. Everyone who is NOT a bridesmaid or stylist, get out, NOW!" Calista orders everyone. "Sorry about that, but they were getting on my nerves!," Callie apologizes when she gets back to me, as I sit in front of the mirror. "So, do you still want your hair slightly curled, hanging down one of your shoulders?" "Yes. Let's get it done with." |
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Three hours later, my make up is finally done, my hair is curled, and I have my wedding dress on. I can't control the nervous feeling scurrying through my body - tying the knot with Alex is great! But for me, it's only great when it's over. Getting through the ceremony will be the hardest thing. Will I make a mistake somewhere, and be the laughing stock of my wedding? |
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"I can sense those bad thoughts you're having, Dessie! Come on, breathe in, relax, stay calm, and all will be fine. You look stunning, and you’re getting married to a fabulous guy. You should be happy out of your heels!" "You're right!," I smile timidly. "It's supposed to be a great day, and it WILL be a great day." |
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The venue for my wedding is a beautiful little place called |
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My bridal party lines up alphabetically (but with the Maid of Honor at the back of the row, mind you), after much squabbling about "who walks first" and all that. After a quick hush from Calista, everything is back on track. Bless her heart! |
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As we walk and line up to walk down the aisle, I notice a very good friend of mine, Isabella Austin, who I hardly ever spent time with over the past few years. I'm so glad she made it to the wedding, though! |
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"So, how you feeling, kiddo?" my dad whispers to me as he leads me down the aisle. "Nauseous. But still happy at the same time, I have to admit..," I reply. "Good. I don't think I would have let you go if you weren't ready for this!" Daddy sighs. "I'm glad you finally found the right man for you, sweetie. After all the previous chaos with your other boyfriends! Well, you deserve some peace and happiness." |
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"Thanks, daddy," I smile, and he finally lets go of me, leaving free to walk towards Alex on my own. "So here we are!," Alex trails off. "Here we are," I agree. The priest starts with the ceremony, starting it with the clichéd 'We are gathered here today...' speech. During that time, I don't take my eyes off of Alex even once. |
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We had decided to not have special speeches from our friends, which makes the wedding time much shorter, and already we’re reciting our vows. Alex’s vows: "I'll always be thankful that your parents named you 'Destiny'. A lot of people you meet don't understand it, but I am one that does. When we met again, at the park, it was destiny. It was destiny for us to meet, because honestly, I can’t think of how my life would have been if I was without you. You are my sunshine, my sweetheart, my love. I promise to always remain faithful, to always be there in your time of need, and to always love you." My vows: "Alexander Dean Webber. You are the silliest, scatterbrained person I know. And I adore you because of that. We haven't shared too many pains and troubles, but I will be there for you always, when you’re in pain, when you have stress, or when you need someone to listen to your frustrations. I will be like your best buddy, your rock of support. If you ever shed a tear, I'll be that irritating person that always feels the need to wipe it off. This is my promise to you, that I will love you everyday for the rest of forever, and that that will never change." |
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The rings are then given to us, and we exchange traditional wedding vows. Alex: "I give you this ring to wear with love and joy. As a ring has no end, neither shall my love for you. I choose you to be my wife, this day and forevermore." |
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With the rings exchanged, the priest clears his throat to speak. "By the power vested in me, I now pronounce you husband and wife! Alex, you may kiss your bride!" |
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Cheers erupted from the crowd, and even the priest is a little emotional. |
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The cheers don't die off as one would expect, but only become louder, as people start throwing pieces of rice and confetti at us. Alex and I can hardly contain our laughter as we try to get the confetti off of our outfits. |
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When its cake cutting time, Alex takes the lead with the knife, which causes more laughter, as he throws me with some of the creamy delicacy. "NO FAIR!" I laugh, trying to wipe off the cream from my face, which only makes it worse, and later on we're both covered in white as he tries to help me. "Who knew cake could make such a mess," Alex smiles at me, again trying to wipe off some cream on my cheek. |
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Two hours after the wedding's craziness, Alex takes me down to the beach, where we originally planned to have the wedding. It's a calming effect, as after all the excitement, here we are, sitting on the sand and watching the stars, with only the crickets causing noise. |
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"Care to dance, Misses Webber?" Alex asks, offering his hand. "I would love to, Mister Webber!" reply, taking his hand. Alex hums the Waltz tune, and we softly move over the sand. "I never want to forget this moment. It's perfect." I close my eyes, resting against his chest. "Well, then you will love this even more! For our honeymoon, we're going overseas!" |
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| I'd like to thank a certain someone for the Tiki Outdoor Party set from The Sims 3 Store! It is very much appreciated, and I can already see how I can hold parties that are themed like this. And THAT, my dear readers, is the end of this chapter. Thank you very much for reading, and have a great day! Remember that this is the end of posts for this blog, and ALL future chapters will be posted at my new blog: http://thetaleofgenerations.blogspot.com/ :) |
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| You are cordially invited to the wedding of Destiny Hailey Rose, and Alexander Dean Webber. Their wedding will be taking place TOMORROW, as I can't wait to get it posted! As many people say... SAVE THE DATE! :) |
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| Our morning turns out a little bit different than the rest - Alex doesn't have to rush off to work at his business, and I finally figured out what was wrong with my Lobster Thermidor recipe. But apart from that, we have a meeting with a event manager, Eliza Ming, who is helping us with our wedding arrangements. |
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| "From what Miss Rose here has said, we deduced that you want a small ceremony, family and friends only... Is that correct?" the organizer asks. "It is," Alex answers. "We don't want to attract much media attention, so we've decided to keep it small." "And what would your preferred environment be for the wedding?" "At the beach," Alex chirps before I can say anything. Truth be told, now that Alex just said that, I doubt whether we should have it at the beach... It's so clichéd. |
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| As Eliza gets on the phone with the contractor who is going to place out the decorations at the beach, so we can get an idea of how everything would look, I voice my doubts to Alex. "Sweetie.. I'm not sure whether the beach would be a good place to have the ceremony." "Wait, what?" Alex frowns. "I thought you loved the beach. You can never stop talking about living near it... And now we do! So we can have-" "It's nice living near the beach, yes. But maybe we should have our wedding elsewhere. Outside, still, of course, seeing as you love the outdoors. But at a place that's less...sandy." |
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| Fourty minutes after Eliza made the call, and already there was someone at the beach, setting up a small preview of how the arch would look like. "You guys can still decide on the color of the flower petals, of course, but for now we kept it light on the eyes... Also, it would be wise to decide now, as our bookings are quite tight, and I need to see if there is any way I could worm another wedding in." |
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| Steve Purcell, the worker that's helping us, quickly made the arch look even more beautiful, by throwing flower petals around it in a heart form. Unfortunately, Alex and I decide against the beach wedding. We found a more snazzy and secluded place, where we'll get married. I don't take pictures to show anyone, thinking that keeping it a secret would be better, and shocking people when they see how pretty it is. |
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| Later in the afternoon, I find myself immersed in getting Alex's "surprise" ready in the living room, when he suddenly walks into the room, scaring me out of my shoes. "Honey, why are there Christmas decorations all over the hou-" "NO! You ruined the surprise, you big galoot!" I shriek, then sigh. I suck at keeping anything a secret. |
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| "Oh. Sorry then. What's the surprise?" "Eh, hello? It's standing right in front of you!" I gesture to the Christmas tree standing life sized in the living room. How can anyone have missed that?! Alex begins to laugh. "You call a Christmas tree a surprise? Aw, Rose, you need classes in how to surprise people! A tree is a ordinary thing. Along with the other deco that you put up, this is nothing exceptional." "Thanks for making me feel like crap," I mutter. |
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| As smooth as butter, Alex moves to put his hands on mine. "Yet again, I'm sorry. I have to admit, I feel like I'm the one who is always apologizing in this relationship. But that's alright. As long as I get to keep you." Alex makes his move to kiss me, but a sudden clang from the door stops him. "What was that?" "Uh, that is a dangerous question, cher monsieur. If I am correct, then that is my bridal party knocking at the door..." |
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| "You're ALL here? Seriously? Why? The dress fitting's are a week from now. Though if this is a social thing... Sorry for my long string of questions, and come in!" I ask, a little confused. "Wow, you have no idea...," Skye mutters. "We're here to kidnap you, DUH!" Liana cheers. "As your maid of honor, I'm in charge of a lot of things - and that in includes your bachelorette party!" Calista confesses. Oh god, I'm having a bachelorette party... This is bad," I can't help thinking. |
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| I turn back to see where Alex is, and he's already spending time with his buddies - so if he's going to have a bachelor party, I might as well have my own party! "Alex, sweetie, the girls are kidnapping me for the night... Take care!" I shout as Liana and Calista drag me out of the house. |
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| The destination for the party - Regency Arcade. It's more of a gambling place than a club, but heck, if it haves a Vegas theme, then I will love it! The rest of the night passes quickly, where we all snap photo's of each other, and dance like there's no tomorrow. |
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| My amazing group of friends. |
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| Me and my maid of honor. |
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| Liana, Vanessa and Amber. |
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| Yet again, Amber and Vanessa, dancing together like lunatics. |
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| Me, Skye and Calista, grooving on the dance floor. |
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| Some of the girls can not resist the call of the Arcade machines, and got a little addicted to them. "Would you stop spying on me?! I'm going to win this, NOT you!" Amber screeches to Liana, who can't stop looking over in her direction. "I'm not looking at your screen, I'm looking at the hot guy over there by the door!" Liana yells over the music. |
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| Outside by the pool, I'm facing a dilemma with my maid of honor... She threatens to spray me with a bottle of champagne if I don't jump into the pool. "WAIT. I said no champagne spraying!" "We didn't shake on it! And anyways, this is fizzy nectar. Prepared to get fizzed at!" |
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| Without mercy, Calista points the fizzling bottle in my direction, and I figure I might just as well play along, choking down some of the nectar she sprays. "YES! Finally, you've gotten into the partying mood!" Calista laughs. As I try to shake off some of the wetness, I notice Liana copying Calista's idea, and turning a bottle of fizzy nectar in Vanessa's direction. |
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| She didn't take it so well, though. "Oh, come on! It's a party, lighten up!" Liana laughs. |
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| The party dancers show up, all dressed in Army colors, which seems to attract Skye in their direction, and they end up dancing together almost the entire night long. |
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| The party gets a little bit crazier, with the guests getting more drunk as the minutes pass. Amber comes crazy enough to dance on the table. |
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| But she looks awesome doing it! |
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| A very tipsy Calista starts a speech, that is supposed to be about "the love Alex and I share", or whatever, but Calista turns out as a stand-up comedian, bringing up the silliest things and making it funny. I hardly remember anything she says, but I do know one thing - Calista is a great friend, my best friend, and without this blue freak in my life, I don't know what I would do! |
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| And then I get sprayed with nectar again, after the "speech". |
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| The party starts to calm down after midnight, when the dancers need to go to another party, and some of the guests pass out, Skye being the first. It's one of those memories that I will forever cherish, and I'm extremely glad the girls did drag me out of the house for this party. |
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| Arriving back at the house, I find my fiancé passed out on the floor, by the Christmas tree I had set up that same day. He looks too cute when he's sleeping, so I can't bear to wake him up and chase him to bed. |
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| My clothes for the night are ruined, all sticky and icky, and pretty much "unwearable" for the rest of eternity, carrying a strange odor. I doubt even the washing machine will be able to fix that. For a half hour straight, I'm in the shower, washing the fizzy nectar out of my hair. |
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| As I go downstairs for a last snack, I find Alex waking up from his stupor. "Welcome back to the land of the awake! Did you enjoy dreamland? I heard it's lovely..." I chuckle. "How come you're so cheery? You also had a party - probably more hectic than ours." "It doesn't help to waste time being dreary over the fact that you're hung over," I remark. With a groggy smile, Alex pulls me down on the floor into a cuddle. "To think, two weeks from now we'll be getting married..." Alex murmurs. "Hmm mmm," I agree. "It's mind blowing, thinking about it." I glance at the watch on the coffee table, noticing it's just after 3 o' clock in the morning. "Hey, Alex... Merry Christmas," I smile. ~♥~ |
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| Well, it's a day early, but seeing as I don't know if I'll be around tomorrow to say this to everyone... MERRY CHRISTMAS! Now, if I do get on tomorrow, I'll post a cute video, yet again wishing everyone a merry Christmas, but it will also include the official invite to Destiny and Alex's wedding. Thank you for reading, and have an awesome day! :) |
