“Absolutely not Darling,That suit is hideous on you !”
You nervously try to rebut.
“Ms. Lindelt … my bride to be specifically asked for these-“
Ms Lindelt cuts you off.
“Mr. Illawarra a milk tuxedo looks…(leans in to whisper) like a used condom next to your skin tone.”
Your face grows red with embarrassment.
You are Duncan Illawarra. And today you are getting fitted for your wedding tuxedo by the very vocal and straightforward Ms Lacramioara Lindelt.
Ms Lindelt notices your embarrassment .
“Oh don’t worry Mr Illawarra I will find something that compliments both the color scheme of the wedding and your skin tone.”
She leans in.
“That milk color looks good on very few people. No need to be embarrassed.”
You go back in the changing room and remove the tuxedo handing it over to the closed door to Ms Lindelt .
Ms. Lindelt brings you another tuxedo. You put it on and step out of the dressing room.
Ms Lindelt smirks.
“The mint cream looks so… handsome on you!”
You are taken aback by the compliment, even though you know she’s just trying to make you feel better. It’s something you haven’t heard since before your adoptive grandmother died.
“Thank you….”
Ms Lindelt looks over at Štěpán who is holding Odis .
“Is the little one going to be in the wedding?”
You shake your head.
“Odis is a good fluffy, but it would be far too overwhelming for him. Not to mention how cruel it’d be to put him out in the Texas heat for hours.”
Ms Lindelt has you dress out of the tuxedo and swap places with Štěpán.
You hold Odis carefully in your arms.
You hope that Lorna and the others are having a similarly successful time being fitted for their dresses.
Switch locations: bridal shop
“Hmm. I just don’t think that dress is very flattering on you Ms.Vanderholt. “
You try your best to smile , but deep down you want to smack her for the condescending tone she used.
“Oh…… I hadn’t realized…. Thank you.“
“I’m sure we’ll find something that suits your(eyes you up and down) POWERFUL FRAME ”
Mrs. Cardoso gives a smile laced with flippant sarcasm before strutting off to the dress rack to pick out another.
You are Lorna Vanderholt and you are being fitted for your wedding dress by the ever condescending Mrs Antonia Cardoso.
Mrs Cardoso comes back with an absolutely gorgeous dress. Your face lights up when you see it.
“It’s perfect, the color, the shape ,the design-“
Mrs Cardoso interrupts you.
“Before you attempt to put this on I recommend that you thoroughly read over our store’s policy on DAMAGED MERCHANDISE.”
You look at her in disbelief.
“Come again?”
Mrs Cardoso smiles before speaking slowly as if talking to a child.
“If . Your. POWERFUL FRAME . Tears. This . Dress . You . Will. Have. To. Pay. For. It.”
Your sister Zoey has had enough of the blatant disrespect shown towards you, and calls over the owner.
“Cancel our order .”
Mrs Cardoso’s face turns ghost white as she now has to explain to her uncle why a nearly $40,000 order is no longer happening.
Zoey hands you Pete after you change back into your regular clothes.
Pete looks at you with his dumb expression.
“Pete think mummah wook su pwetty in dwess… why mummah make sad Wawa?”
You are a bit confused by the question ,until you notice the tears welling up in your line of sight.
It had been so long since you last remembered crying that you had actually forgotten what it felt like.
“Oh… (restrained sobbing)… mummah is just…(breaks down into a weepy mess)”
You feel Pete’s hooves curl around you.
“Pete gib Huggies, Huggies make heawt huwties go way.”
You manage to choke out.
“Thank you.”
Before returning to a weepy mess.