Jenna
I forgot what shopping with Sarah was like. Twelve florists. Twelve! Some we walked inside, and Sarah took an instant dislike to, so we walked back out again. Some, we stood listening to the sales pitch and how this particular florist would be the best for Sarah because of this reason and that. It was just our luck that it was the last florist we went to that Sarah fell in love with.
It took us over an hour before Sarah settled on what flowers she wanted in her posy. I’m all for a bride getting what she wants, but Sarah is one picky cow. This should have been done months ago, but nooo.
I should have known, really, because it took Sarah over a month to find the perfect wedding dress. She even had us looking online at boutiques in France, Italy, and England. Nothing stood out to her
