I am not in a hurry to get married. Seriously. Despite my slight, okay, mounting apprehension about approaching 30 and being in a completely different place in my life than so many others I know, I'm not drooling to don the gold band. Someday, yes, I'd like to make that commitment, but I'm really okay with letting that happen when it happens.
What I do want, what I actually drool over and daydream about is the party. The music, the food, the speeches, the dancing, and....THE DRESS. I was thinking about it and I don't remember ever being one of those little girls who dreamed of their wedding, planning every detail right down to the party favors. But, I know I've dreamed of walking down the aisle, everyone's eyes on me, in a perfect dress that makes me look the most beautiful I've ever looked. I can only hope there's someone waiting at the other end, looking at me like he's the luckiest man in the world because he's getting me. But, I CAN picture the party that follows with all the songs I want played, me leading the dancing. Me floating about in an elegant gown, perfect makeup, no hair out of place, smiling and laughing and just having the time of my life. God, I can just see it, feel it! Screw it, if I don't ever get married, I'm just going to throw myself the party. Every girl wishes they were a princess at some point in their life, so why not make that dream come true, if only for a day?
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