As I stood in the lavish dressing room, the assistants helped me into an exquisite wedding gown that felt more like a burden. The gown was made from stunning ivory silk that seemed to shimmer under the soft flicker of candlelight. Each layer cascaded down gracefully, like a gentle waterfall pooling elegantly at my feet.
It was a masterpiece, echoing luxury and elegance. The bodice was intricately adorned with lace, hand-embroidered with delicate vine motifs that danced in the light. Sheer sleeves, almost translucent, added an ethereal touch, brushing gently against my skin. Tiny pearls, meticulously stitched into the lace, sparkled like morning dew, radiating a soft glow that filled the room.
