Somebody’s Wedding

I was in someone’s really elaborate wedding. It was in a really upscale hotel in Manhattan and everything was gold and white. Francine and Christi were also in the wedding. Our dresses were not gold or white. They were black on top with magenta, purple, and  turqoise ruffles on the bottom. We were discussing how each of us woke up at 4 AM because we were so excited about the wedding.

At some point I was sitting next to my mom. I was suddenly wearing a white dress and I could see the shape of my breasts. They looked really great and I thanked my mom for them.

Suddenly a couple of really hot hispanic men showed up wearing sweatshirts and jeans. Everyone hugged and greeted them. It turned out they were relatives of Christi’s ex-boyfriend, who was suddenly at the wedding as Christi’s date.

Throughout the wedding I was trying to take pictures, but my camera was not digital and I kept missing really great shots because the film was giving me problems.