I've been planning this crap since I was a little kid.

And I don't know why I'm thinking about it now, but it's fun, so what the hell. Actually, it's cause I saw twenty dollar wedding dresses at Goodwill the other day and seriously almost bought one.

But basically, like any other teenage girl, I've had my wedding planned out since I was ten.

It's going to be kind of small, just family and some close friends. And I don't want a bunch of presents, and I don't want some huge reception.
It's going to be outdoors, somewhere, but nowhere too ridiculous. Maybe a garden, or the beach.
I'm going to wear my mother's dress, provided that neither of my sisters wants it.
The cake is going to have Van Gogh's Starry Night painted on it in icing. It's one of my favorite paintings. :)
I'll slow dance with my dad to My Girl, and he'll probably cry.
And I'll have wildflowers everywhere, and people will blow bubbles instead of throw rice, and we'll sail away on a honeymoon, and life will be great.


The end. <3