Mia is a massage therapist, and Damien is a physical therapist. Damien brings in a client for a massage, and Mia catches his eye. Despite Mia tuning him down repeatedly, Damien is determined to convince her to go on a date with him.
Mia has tried...
"We're going to head out." Damien said as he hugged me and kissed me.
"Ok. We'll see you in a couple of hours." I said smiling up at him.
"Bye Izzy, baby." Damien said, kneeling down to hug her. "I'll see you in a little bit, ok?"
"Ok. I'm excited!" She said.
"I am too." he said smiling.
Damien and Isaac left to head up the mountain. They were going to set up the chairs, lights, and get the speakers ready to play music.
"Izzy, honey, go into the bathroom and let Gigi do your hair." I said to her, turning her towards my room.
"Are you doing ok?" Amy asked as she put the final touches on the guys boutonnieres.
"Yeah. I am." I said smiling.
"Are you nervous?" She asked.
"Yeah. Excited, nervous though. Not scared, nervous." I said.
"Well, I'm just glad you went with burgundy and rose gold. It's very pretty." Amy said.
We all did our hair and makeup. Mom had her hair up in a low elegant bun. Amy braided her hair over her shoulder, and I left my hair all the way down, in natural waves.
I hired a photographer, and she took pictures as we got ready.
Mom and Amy got dressed first. Amy chose a long sleeved burgundy dress with a high low hemline. Mom was in burgundy as well. She found a floor length dress with a bit of a shimmer.
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Izzy had to wait until we were up the mountain to put her dress on. It had a very full skirt, and she wouldn't fit in her seat with it.
Both of the boys matched in a dark grey suit with a burgundy tie. The only difference was that Damien's boutonniere had a white rose, and Isaac's didn't.
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Mom helped me into my dress, and zipped the back of it up. She smiled through the mirror at me, as her lip began to shake.
"No tears! If you cry, I'll cry!" I said pointing at her.
