Just a trick to lure you into reading my post.
Won’t do it again, promise!
But this puff of underskirts is all the bride would permit me to show you.
Actually, she barely agreed to that much.
The dress is sitting in its long, important bag on her childhood bed.
Duckie stands guard.
A brand new dress.
A not so new duck.
And love swirling around in all sorts of ways.