Wedding Day!

The Photoshoot

The most important part of a wedding is, of course, taking a lot of cute couple pictures. Nothing else. And I must say, the location we chose has a beautiful garden. It’s almost like someone made it specifically to look stunning for a wedding.

So by sunset, a few minutes before the ceremony, we pose together. It’s hard to keep solemn picture faces, because we’re giddy.

The Vows

This is when we vow to love, protect, and support each other forever.

We both already trusted each other to do so. My heart still implodes a little.

We exchange the rings and become, before our closest friends and family, husband and wife.

The Reception

This is when we eat.

And also when the close friends and family do their best to embarrass the bride and groom with anecdotes.

Thay’s right, Marie, you laugh. You know I’ll get back at you.

We cut and murder the wedding cakes (plural), then I surprise Hugo, who wasn’t expecting me to do a whole speech about how much he and his love meant to me.

That’s right baby, you married a romantic sim.

The Right Dress

And now, for the moment I’d been waiting for. Or dreaded?

Charlotte tells me her boss is thrilled with the street shots she took of the models after practicing with me. She wants to make it up to me, so she gets in touch with a designer she knows, and she grants me access to the wedding boutique of San Myshuno.

It sits at the very top of a glass building in the Fashion District, right above the club that never sleeps, the one spot for the richest and coolest.

This is as classy as it gets, and I’ve never felt smaller.

And Charlotte, who was supposed to accompany me, has an emergency and has to stay at the office.

Oh well. That way it will be a surprise for everybody.

Even in the poshest of boutiques, a bride’s a bride and I will be picky.

How much?

I found it.