One For Two

Anyway, I am largely of the opinion that if we deck the bridal party out stylishly enough it will only make The Boy and I seem more attractive (and demonstrate our impeccably good taste to boot). And now I have to find the “right” dress all over again. It just doesn’t stop! I’m sure I’ll be involved in my mum’s outfit too...I do have the advantage in the case of my maid of honour however that the female that I am shopping for is my sister. A funky chick that in looks, is more my twin than some freakish aberration from the gene pool that would cause you to wonder if she was in fact the milkman’s daughter. There is absolutely no mistaking that we are sisters and that we both came from our parents! I do have to be a little careful with strapless gowns for The Pussycat as I call her though, otherwise I’ll be preceded into the church and followed around all day by my very own linebacker.
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