Big Day II
During the meal, we clinked glasses with our forks, and a few couples kissed on cue. Toasts were made, mostly to April for conceiving such a brilliant idea. And three of us cut the cake, taking turns stuffing pieces into one another's mouths, spreading the requisite icing on our faces.
After dinner, we proceeded outside to the formal garden, where we posed for photographs, tossed my little bouquet, and admired the beautiful flowers. And then we former brides returned inside and danced together, twirling and prancing to the music mix April had assembled.
As it turns out, I wasn't the only one who couldn't entirely fit into the dress. The photographer was stealthy enough to capture our partially zipped dresses in a collage of less than erotic poses, which I didn't notice until they were posted on her website.
At home that evening, I peeled off my dress and folded it neatly back into its box, grateful to have had the chance to wear it one more time.
[Originally published in April, 2009.]