A young woman stands in front of a mirror. She carefully takes in her reflection. She stands still in deep contemplation. The woman is wearing her wedding dress. As she glances from shoulder to shoulder. She tucks and straightens the fabric, around her shoulders. She gradually makes it to her waist. Here, she continues the same primping movements. Her hands end their journey at her hips. Now she starts a new set of adjustments.

These plucking movements, puff and fluff her skirts and train. While she does this, the tiny threaded crystals twinkle and shine. The light plays off these sparkly grains,sending flashes of light upward.

The shifting and straightening of the wedding gown, is finally complete. The woman inspects her makeup. It’s immaculate,complimening her face. Her complexion is a smooth ,creamy ivory. Her lips form a perfect pout. Like two rose petals aligned perfectly. Her eyes are dramatic with shadow artfully applied. She is radiant like the blessed mother herself.