Wedding Day

Doe is so happy to be marrying you, so excited about the wedding. She wanted to make the wedding as special and wonderful for you as you know it will be for her. So Doe agreed to make this your fantasy wedding, the wedding of your dreams. She let you plan out whichever details you wanted, and she planned the rest.

You got to plan the guest list. Standing at the alter, looking out over the rows of guests, you see a crowd of beautiful women, all dressed up in their prettiest dresses, hair done up with flowers, all smiling up at you in your tuxedo. In the front row you see your sisters, all your female cousins, a few nieces and aunts. Your closest female friends are there. All your ex-girlfriends, your one-night-stands, your secret crushes. All the popular girls from your high school, all the anonymous women you've danced with in bars. There's the little girl from your 3rd grade class who moved away and you never saw again, all grown up and looking beautiful. There's the girl who works at your local grocery store who you've never even talked to. On Doe's side, there are all of her sisters and cousins, and all of her girlfriends. Doe has a lot of very beautiful friends. Doe's hot young mom is there too.

Doe picked out the flowers (orchids and lilies). You picked the bridesmaids. The bridesmaids you picked are

Jessie, Doe's youngest sister.
Megan, your best friend, who first introduced you to Doe.
Lindsay, Doe's best friend and college room mate.

There may be a few more bridesmaids besides them. You're distracted right now, thinking about Doe, wondering what her wedding dress will look like. You wrote the vows, and you can't wait to hear Doe say hears. You've never seen Doe's wedding dress yet, she designed the dress herself, and you really can't wait to see her in it.

You're standing up at the alter with the bridesmaids. Does the bride come in yet, or is there more to the wedding first?