I had to opt for straps and scoop next front dress, (instead of my dream dress that would have been strapless just like hers, because when I get nervous I break out in red, splotchy hives on my chest and shoulders and didn't think that would look too good in my pictures!)
we won't go into the drama that occured when I saw my ORANGE flowers the day of the wedding and burst into tears because that was NOT what I had ordered. It was all I could do to dab my mascara and take this awful picture with the gladiolas that should have gone to a funeral home. But at the end of the day I was still married to the man of my dreams so I got over it.
sorry for the poor quality pictures. well before the digital craze, these pics had to be scanned in, (the horror), and just didn't come out very well!