About a half-hour before the scheduled arrival of our trolley, I was ready to slip into my gown and truly become a bride. I hadn't planned out a special dressing area or officially appointed anyone to be my dresser, I just quietly moved upstairs to find my dress waiting for me. I took a deep breath and turned around to find a few of my girls, including my sister and step-mom, at the ready when I needed them.
We spent the next 15 minutes wiggling, shimmying and strapping me into the dress and affixing the veil to my hair.
We spent the next 15 minutes wiggling, shimmying and strapping me into the dress and affixing the veil to my hair.
Deep breaths, Girl.
Can I breathe? Yes? Okay.
Photos (unless otherwise noted) by James F. Reilly
Next on The NewlyJets: I have a Bridezilla moment.
Next on The NewlyJets: I have a Bridezilla moment.
Previously on The NewlyJets:
The Rehearsal
The Night Before
The Wake-Up Call
The Ladies Get Ready
The Guys Get Ready
The Rehearsal
The Night Before
The Wake-Up Call
The Ladies Get Ready
The Guys Get Ready
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