The woman in white had been dreaming of this day since she was a child. In her dreams, she wore long dresses and figure-hugging dresses and cocktail dresses and crystal-encrusted dresses and plain dresses and lace dresses and satin dresses.
The woman in white chose this venue very carefully. She viewed churches and hotels and lodges and themed rooms and registry rooms and anvil rooms and marquees and gardens and follies and town halls and great halls.
The woman in white picked the menu to include all the best foods. She sampled chicken and lamb and partridge and mousse and truffles and steak and cheese and soup and cake and roulade and profiteroles and gravy and custard and chocolate.
The woman in white wondered who to invite to her day. She knew sisters and cousins and neighbours and children and adults and workers and friends and best friends and old friends and pub friends and parents’ friends and friends’ parents and dog walkers and hill walkers and people who bought their coffee everyday where she bought hers.
The woman in white loved flowers. For her bouquet, she considered roses and freesias and baby’s breath and carnations and lilies and sweet peas and pansies and daffodils and tulips and heather and cornflowers and poppies and gladioli and French marigolds and crocuses and begonias and violets and orchids and sunflowers.
The woman in white wants to marry the perfect man. He would be tall and handsome and kind and clever and funny and sweet and honest and friendly and loving and gentle and patient and strong and caring and wonderful and special and faithful and forever.
The woman in white met her perfect man, but he wasn’t all that tall. The woman in white found her perfect dress and it was nothing like any of the dresses she had dreamed of. The woman in white had a silk bouquet in colours she hadn’t thought of. The woman in white invited the most important people to join her. The woman in white ordered from a normal menu and had chips with her wedding breakfast. The woman in white drove 400 miles to an old blacksmith’s shop and it drizzled on the day.
The woman in white got married and had the most perfect day ever.