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27 dresses;
“That day, I woke up and put on my 28th dress. I went to a wedding where no one asked me to hold the bouquet, fold a place card or hold their dress while they peed. Everything was perfect & I didn’t care because right then, the only thing that mattered was the person waiting for me at the end of the aisle & he was looking at me the way I’d always hoped.”
