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paper bag. After hours of indulging her being laced up in what looked like curtains and doilies, I talked her into wearing the sweetheart neckline that fits her perfectly. The thing I loved most about her dress is the ten-foot long train with tiny light pink roses embroidered down it. She looks like a princess. Wiping away a few tears, I'm surprised by how emotional I am. I've never been one to cry at weddings, but here I am hoping my mascara doesn't stream down my face in black rivers.
     
    In a lot of ways, this feels like the end of our youth. Kendra always seemed older than her years anyway, but now that she's getting married, it feels more and more like I'm just wasting my life away while she is off establishing hers. I can't help but worry that soon this will all mean the end of our friendship too. I'm sure it won't be long before she and Matthew start a family, and then who knows how often we'll see each other anymore. I feel like I should be the one walking her down the aisle and giving her away to Matthew. I’m going to be more affected by it than anyone else.
     
    She looks nervous, I know it's because of all the eyes on her. I would love everyone watching me, but Kendra is trembling a little as Matthew holds her hand. She gazes into his eyes, and I watch as her shaking hand steadies and her breathing slows. When the two of them are together, it’s like the outside world ceases to exist. Whether they’re standing across a party from each other or standing hand-in-hand with hundreds of sets of eyes upon them, they only see each other. Will I ever meet anyone who can eclipse everything like that?
     
    My father is droning on and on. My feet are tingling from standing in one spot for so long,  I’m pretty sure I've lost consciousness a few times. Finally, he says the words everyone is waiting for, "You may now kiss the bride."
     
    Matthew sweeps Kendra into his arms and kisses Kendra softly as a murmur of approval and some clapping pops up from the crowd. They’re kissing like the final scene in a movie, just when the credits start to roll, and you know that somehow, that couple will be in that much love forever. The trials and bickering that every couple goes through will magically pass them by, because they are frozen in a passionate moment that no one can ever take away from them. I didn’t think people really kissed like that in real life, now I’m starting to think maybe it’s just me who hasn’t. I pull my fingers down from my lips, so I don’t smear my lipstick.
     
    You’d think that since the wedding is over the stressful part would be done. Time to relax and dance. But no, now we have four hours dedicated to getting wedding pictures taken. With three photographers and a videographer, I wonder how much of this day they need to document second-for-second. Maybe I won’t be so cynical when it’s my big day we’re talking about. Let’s get serious, I could have a full crowd of paparazzi following me around and I’d be ok with it.
     
    Besides, this is Kendra’s day, so an afternoon of photos and posing are worth it for her happiness. Not to mention that between the professional hair, make-up, and the stunning gown Kendra chose for us, when am I ever going to look this good again? She just better send me a copy of my best picture so I can crop it down and use it for my online dating profile. Who knows, maybe my picture from this wedding will help me find the man I walk down the aisle with.
     
    But I’m not holding my breath.
     

     
    I thought that an open bar was going to be my saving grace at this reception. After making awkward conversation with my parents this morning and then being lugged around half of New York City for wedding photos, I’m feeling sour. Luckily, my mother and father didn’t come to the party. Neither of them drinks or stays up late, so they just skipped out after the ceremony. The tension they bring into my life seems to be resting in a curled up knot at the base of