She walked up the aisle wearing an exact copy of the most famous wedding dress of the century. Guests were entranced with the white powder puff sleeves and flowing skirts.
“How sweet”, some murmured.
“She looks like a meringue”, others unkindly tittered.
The bride was unfazed. At last her girlhood dream had come true.
She was a princess bride at last.
This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, July Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’