I should be excited. I had spent almost the full day being pampered. A spa day within pack, followed by my hair, nails and make-up being done. So much more than I would ever do for myself. But, my Mum wanted me to look my best. Yet when I looked at my reflection in my bedroom mirror, I began to wonder if the best that she spoke of was actually someone else, because the person looking back at me barely looked like me...
I was preened and primed to perfection. The dress we had spent hours picking out was a beautiful deep purple color. A bandage-style dress which enhanced my curves and made me feel oddly confident, despite the swirl of nerves forming in my tummy. Added to the dress, I found the most stunning shoes in the same shade. If they had been for anything else then I would have love
