"I do..."
The two words every girl dreams of saying since the day she first saw Barbie in a wedding dress or Julia Roberts running away from groom number 3. Every girl has the perfect wedding in mind, with the perfect bouquet of flowers in her freshly manicured fingers, the garter snug against her thigh, baby's breath pinned in her tight up-do beneath her lace trim veil. Every girl dreams of whispering these two words to the perfect man, tall, dark and handsome, standing next to her on the altar in front of all of her friends and family, promising to spend the rest of her life loving and cherishing this one man for the rest of her days. Every girl longs for the day her father walks her down the aisle, handing her over for all to see, giving her away on her last single hour.
"I do... NOT know what you are talking about, Officer!" As if things couldn't get worse, I am now sitting on the side of the road, handcuffed, four o'clock in the afternoon, sun beating down on me, mascara running down my face from the tears that have been flowing from my eyes for what seems like the past three hours! "I swear to you, I don't know anyone named Henry Mackey! But believe me, if I did, when I get out of this, ooo the things I would do to him!"
Obviously, this officer has never been broken up with. While trying on the wedding dress of his dreams. By a man who never proposed. That he'd only been dating for three weeks. Obviously, this officer has never lived before.
Okay, so i'm sure you are wondering what the hell is going on right now, right? Well, to begin, I'll introduce myself. My name is Charlie, short for Charlotte, of course. I
The two words every girl dreams of saying since the day she first saw Barbie in a wedding dress or Julia Roberts running away from groom number 3. Every girl has the perfect wedding in mind, with the perfect bouquet of flowers in her freshly manicured fingers, the garter snug against her thigh, baby's breath pinned in her tight up-do beneath her lace trim veil. Every girl dreams of whispering these two words to the perfect man, tall, dark and handsome, standing next to her on the altar in front of all of her friends and family, promising to spend the rest of her life loving and cherishing this one man for the rest of her days. Every girl longs for the day her father walks her down the aisle, handing her over for all to see, giving her away on her last single hour.
"I do... NOT know what you are talking about, Officer!" As if things couldn't get worse, I am now sitting on the side of the road, handcuffed, four o'clock in the afternoon, sun beating down on me, mascara running down my face from the tears that have been flowing from my eyes for what seems like the past three hours! "I swear to you, I don't know anyone named Henry Mackey! But believe me, if I did, when I get out of this, ooo the things I would do to him!"
Obviously, this officer has never been broken up with. While trying on the wedding dress of his dreams. By a man who never proposed. That he'd only been dating for three weeks. Obviously, this officer has never lived before.
Okay, so i'm sure you are wondering what the hell is going on right now, right? Well, to begin, I'll introduce myself. My name is Charlie, short for Charlotte, of course. I
