On her wedding day, she awoke with a great pimple on the tip of her nose. She stared in the mirror dismayed.
‘Such misfortune!’ she whimpered.
She tried to hide it but without success. At length she hung her head and wept.
‘Mom!’ she shouted. ‘We must postpone the wedding!’
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Great little tale and I love the photo
Spooky photo – i was looking for surreal images – but in a random way – and here is one.
Gals oh gals:D
Actually, I can tell stories of how that has actually happened. Cost the bride’s dad $30,000.
Flash fiction at its best.
I tip my hat!
this is my worst nightmare – getting married in September and praying for good skin !
I have come across certain people who unfortunately are this self-conscious, so this story is actually pretty believable to me.
What if it will happen to you? Ah, what then?
haha well if the man I marry cares about a pimple on my face, then perhaps I shouldn’t marry him 😛 but I suppose you are right. I shouldn’t make any assumptions until I fully understand the circumstances.
Silly girl… You are quite creative, dear hatted boy.
If Jessica were in similar circumstances…
She’s not quite sure. Edit the photos later, perhaps. No one will remember; also, I agree with Stephanie: if he really is Mr. Right, the groom shouldn’t care… But as for asking guests to change their plans to accommodate her vanity, why… Just don’t expect them to agree to come a second time!
Why, that one reminds me a story from long long ago… 🙂 Good old times… Ah! 😉