Today I try on my wedding dress. Maura and I walk across the black tarmac to the all-glass storefront, Dana's Bridal Warehouse scrawled in giant letters on the glass.
I regret wearing a black t-shirt today. Even in the short distance from the car to the door, the dark material absorbs the summer sun and instantly makes my armpits and under my boobs sweat.
A bell tinkles overhead as we step into the air conditioning and we breathe a sigh of relief. Maura pulls out a small compact from her purse and attempts to manage the mass of curls on her head brought on by the good old Kentucky humidity. Finally, she gives up and wrestles it back into a loose bun. She peers around, letting out a small breath.
"Damn. I've never seen so much white
I regret wearing a black t-shirt today. Even in the short distance from the car to the door, the dark material absorbs the summer sun and instantly makes my armpits and under my boobs sweat.
A bell tinkles overhead as we step into the air conditioning and we breathe a sigh of relief. Maura pulls out a small compact from her purse and attempts to manage the mass of curls on her head brought on by the good old Kentucky humidity. Finally, she gives up and wrestles it back into a loose bun. She peers around, letting out a small breath.
"Damn. I've never seen so much white