All my life I have loved rainbows. Pastel ones, not so much the primary ones. When I was a very little girl, I saw the wedding pictures of an uncle and his wife, one of my favorite aunts. Each of her bridesmaids wore a different color of the rainbow and they looked so amazingly beautiful to me that I decided then and there that I wanted the same thing when I got married.
So, okay, maybe for an anniversary I’ll have my rainbow.
Anyway, every year around our anniversary I start thinking of that fantasy wedding I’ve had since I was like 4. It might go something like this:
I’ll do my hair like a rainbow.
And carry rainbow flowers!
I’ll wear rainbow shoes. Must have sparkle!
And wear a frothy rainbow dress, like this.
Or maybe satiny, like this.
I’ll have a rainbow cake, outside,
I’ll have attendants wear all the colors of the rainbow, like these lovely ladies here.
But I draw the line at rainbow lipstick!
Happy November 1st!