REVISING
Phoenix Anne Wentz.
Fresh out of college, a musician in the works, a single 24 year old.
Dallon James Weekes.
Fresh out of a divorce, a bassist of one of the biggest alternative bands of the 2010's, a single 32 year old.
All it took was a...
The only concern is that I hope they'll have something that fits, considering I've gained a bit of weight with this little nugget.
We've already chosen who's going to be in the wedding, and it's all organized.
Bridesmaids:
Sarah Urie and Linda Ignarro (and basically Meagan but she's the maid of honor/ aka woman confidants)
Groomsmen:
Brendon Urie, Spencer Smith and Pete Wentz. ( men confidants)
Maid Of Honor:
Meagan Camper (sister in law)
Ring Bearer:
Bronx Wentz (nephew)
Flower Girl:
Ruby Trohman (niece in a way)
Priest:
Pastor John Newmant (their pastor when they lived in Illinois)
It's all coming together really well.
My bridal party, which consisted of Sarah, Meagan and Linda, all came to this expensive dress store called Spades.
They have some really nice wedding dresses, and a lot of maternity dresses.
We searched in that store for a good 3 hours, trying on multiple dresses, until I found one that I loved.
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"Phee, that dress looks absolutely beautiful.", Meagan said.
"It's really pretty.", Linda added.
"It's beautiful.", Sarah added.
"It's perfect.", I smiled, looking at myself.
And I was telling the truth.
It really looked like a wedding dress, fit just for me.
Amber, the owner of the shop clipped a veil onto my head.
"You look absolutely stunning, Phoenix.", she sighed in awe.
"Thanks, Amber. Do you think I can get the dress altered a bit?", I asked.
"Oh yeah, of course. I'll make it a little bigger since around the time of the wedding, you'll be showing a lot. So it would have to be altered anyway.", she nodded.
I paid for the dress on the spot, before my bridesmaids and I went to get some lunch.
We stopped at Starbucks, where we all got iced caramel macchiatos, of course, Meagan and I had to get decaf because she's still breastfeeding and I'm pregnant.
We also went shopping for a bit, before heading back home.
"So, did you find a dress today?", Dal asked as we laid in bed, me cuddled up to his chest.
"I did, actually. But you can't see it until the wedding.", I replied.
"Lucky! I haven't even found a tux or a suit yet!", he gasped in shock.
"Better get onto that.", I chuckled.
"Y'know, our whole lives are going to change once the baby's born, you know that?", he asked, looking up at the ceiling.
"In a good way, hopefully.", I smiled, slightly rubbing my stomach.
He kissed it, smiling at me.
"I'm gonna be the best dad ever. Just you wait.", he said proudly.
"No doubt about that.", I replied.
"I love you and your sarcasm, Phee.", he yawned.
"And I love you and your awesomeness, Dal.", I yawned as well.
