At 10:00am sharp, Sarah was knocking on my front door. Mum was at Jen's doing something wedding related so I knew we wouldn't be caught on our way out of the house. We jumped into Sarah's car where she began to play her 'wedding dress shopping' playlist she had created specifically. She went above and beyond with her Maid of Honour title - it was a job she took very seriously.
Sarah drove us into the main town to a local wedding dress boutique. The lady on the phone ensured us that she stocks a range of sizes in store as well as offers custom made gowns - obviously we would be needing the in-store stock to have it in time.
The shop was quaint; it looked small from the outside but as soon as you stepped through the front doors it opened up into a huge showroom. There were hundreds of dr
