This is the dressing room for the bride to be, her bridesmaids, and her maid of honor. Hair, makeup, clothes and everything else is done here for you ladies. Of course remember to be dressed and ready before the wedding. The inexperienced of you should practice and remember the five sentence rule. Do not enter the area before you have had your temporary OC accepted on the Wedding Planning chapter.

Rxsesxciety TWOSWAGGERS TripThreat StargazerintheTardis XAngelWithAShotGunXX

MissMcCutie

The wedding dress wasn't grand in skirts or in embellishments; though, it was beautiful all the same. It was her mother's dress, one that she had always seen herself wearing whenever the day she got married came. And here it was. The dress had hugged her just the right way, flowed in just the right way so that she could move freely. Dance freely even. It was that delicate beauty, so simply her and she was proud to wear it. She felt more herself in it than she would have in another dress.

Sparrow had never been a fan of heels, white lace flats would be Her choice of shoe. Simple and elegant, what fit her most. A traditional hair piece that has been passed down in her family would be worn as her curls are all pinned up and hidden away. All except that one pesky curl that would always fall loose. The piece itself is gently crafted fools gold comb, made to look like small sunflowers were holding up her heavy curls as well as part of the soft lace veil that would be worn.

Same old broken latch locket hung slightly open while falling to rest over her heart where it would stay.