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‘Umm, it’s nice but I can tell you don’t feel comfortable in it so that tells me it’s not your dress.’ Teresa shook her head.
‘Thanks, love. You’re right, I don’t feel at all comfortable.’ Shielding her mouth, she stage-whispered. ‘It feels a bit tight, too.’
‘Go on, take it off and get the next one on.’ Diane waved her hand.
Looking across at Savanah, Elsie nodded.
‘Onto the next one.’ Savanah looked across at Elsie’s entourage. ‘We liked the lace of the previous gown, didn’t we?’
‘Yes.’
‘Definitely.’
‘The lace really suited you, Elsie.’
‘Then I may have just the one. Let me check I can sell it to you off the hanger before I get it though.’ Savanah took Elsie’s hand, leading her back behind the curtain.
‘Oh, I really hope she gets that feeling.’ Brooke sighed.
‘What feeling?’ Diane frowned as she retied the laces on her trainers.
‘You know, the one everyone gets on those wedding dress shows. The feeling that they’ve found their perfect dress.’ Brooke smiled.
‘Is that a real thing, though?’ Diane leaned forward. ‘Daisy, did you know your wedding dress was the one you were meant to get when you tried it on?’
‘Yes, definitely.’ Daisy grinned. ‘I can’t explain it, but when you know, you know.’
‘Fingers crossed for this one, then.’ Diane crossed her fingers.
‘Here she comes.’ As soon as Jessie spoke, everyone looked towards the curtains as Elsie stepped out.
‘It’s beautiful.’ Watching Elsie walking towards the pedestal, Evie smiled. The lace on this dress looked softer, more delicate than the first, and the bodice was made of a light fabric which almost hung in swathes across her.
‘Oh, wow.’
‘Elsie...’
‘Shall we ask our bride how she feels in this one?’ Savanah swished the short train up in the air, watching as it slowly settled to the floor.
‘I feel like a bride.’ Elsie wiped her eyes. ‘I absolutely love it.’
‘Here you go.’ Teresa ran forward and handed a tissue to her.
‘Thank you, love.’ Dabbing her eyes, Elsie looked down the line of her entourage. ‘What do you all think?’
‘It’s stunning. It really is. That fabric is amazing. So delicate.’ Molly wiped at her own eyes.
‘It really is. And the lace!’
‘It’s your dress, isn’t it, Elsie?’ Freya leaned forward.
‘Yes, I think it is. Actually no, Iknowit is. It’s my dress! It’s what I want to wear when I marry Ian.’ Elsie dabbed her eyes again.
‘Perfect. Would you like to try on a veil? And maybe a little tiara?’ Savanah walked towards a glass cabinet at the back of the boutique.
‘Oh, I’m not too sure about a veil.’ Elsie closed her eyes as Savanah tucked a veil into her hair and then added a tiara.
‘Take a look and see what you think?’
