The anticipation is killing you. You’ve spent the entire morning getting hyped with your best friends in the whole wide world. As you run the comb through your hair looking at your reflection in the mirror, you tell yourself to calm down before nerves enrapture your entire being. You straighten your tie and smoothed the wrinkles from the jacket of your tuxedo; readying yourself to venture out to meet her. For months you’ve imagined this moment, envisioned what she will look like– an angel, a goddess in white.
Everything that you dreamed she’d be… throw it out the window, because what you see is better than your imagination could possibly fathom.
The first look is a moment to be remembered.