Day 17: The Wedding

Ideally, our wedding would be set at the Flying Mermaid’s castle in Arizona at dusk. There would be white lights twinkling all over highlighting lilies and lilacs. It would be an intimate group, small, mostly comprised of those that were willing to make the trip.

My bro Dani would be my boi of honor. My lil sister would walk me down the aisle. My dress would be the lightest gray. Strapless and barely skimming my knees. A sweetheart neckline would show as much cleavage as I could create and the back would dip low. My hair would be this huge mass of curls with small white flowers buried inside.

Someone would be singing as we came down the aisle. Yes, I said we, since technically it is her wedding date too. Perhaps we’d come in from 2 different directions, walking towards each other and meeting in the center.

She would be wearing white…and gray and lavender. Come on, we’re both over thirty. No virgins around here, lol. She’d be wearing a vest and probably a tie. Maybe she’d be wearing some kind of lily and lilac lei to match my bouquet.

With so many ministers in my family, maybe one of them could perform the ceremony. It would be short, mostly consisting of personally written promises we’d already made in private hundreds of times before…