My Mother and My Red Dress

I am a girl who is always addicted to the color red. I love it just like my blood. Welcome to my room to show you my lots of red stuff including my shoestring, the covers of books and others. My friends are always said to me “MY GOSH”. My mother also takes measures to prevent me from bringing any red nuisance. I don’t understand why my mom doesn’t like red because I think we should have the same appreciation of beauty gene as her daughter. Even she doesn’t come to my room in case of gusty heart trouble. My dad guesses it is the god who makes me be red fan because when I was born, a vivid red rainbow turned up in the bright sky.

Now, I have found my beloved and will be bride still captured by the red. My fiancé agrees my wearing in red dress because he understands me I am so crazy in red and don’t want to go the same route to wear a white dress. I found a dress in the store trustedeal.com, a lip red dress. I love it more. But my mom told me she will never attend my wedding if I wore a lip red dress. As for her, the bride should wear in traditionally white to symbolize the bride’s purity. Absolutely I hope my mom can attend my wedding and bless me. I love her not less my fan in red dress. So it is difficult for me to balance.

My wedding ceremony was held in a beautiful garden and I wore a white dress. I was still happy because my mom handed me in the aisle. Everything was in order except that red dress. In the night, I dreamed I wore the dress. Every one took their eyes off and my fiancé opened big mouth “WOW”. Expectedly, my dream comes out. My dream red dress was hanging in my wardrobe. My mom bought it for me. I started to cry and can’t wait to wear it and then give my big hug to my mother.