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APRIL WEDDING
BY
JANICE
The first time I ever wore a dress was at my aunt's wedding when I was
about ten years old. My sister Alice, and I are less than a year
different in age due to the fact that we are not blood, we are step
siblings. My father and her mother married when we were five years old,
then my dad passed away. I am Ron and my sister is Alice and as
mentioned above we attended my Aunt Sue's wedding when we were eight
years old.
We were asked to be a Flower Girl and ring bearer for her. My Aunt and
mother had the greatest sense of humor and obviously, some of it rubbed
off on us. The wedding was on April first and mom and Aunt Sue wanted to
pull the ultimate April fool's joke on the entire wedding party and
anyone else who got in the way. They wanted us to switch roles, I would
be the flower girl and Alice would be the ring bearer. It took a little
convincing to get me to agree, buy I eventually did agree.
The first thing we had to do was to see if the flower girl gown fit me,
so mom borrowed it to see if it did, it did.
Needless to say, I was quite nervous the first time I put it on for the
fitting but in a few minutes felt better, after all, it was a gag for
April fool's day.
The day finally came and I was having second thoughts about being a
Flower Girl but I had committed myself.
Getting dressed all the way was quite a bit different than trying the
dress on for size, there was a lot more to wear, a lot more.
First there were the white panties with the three rows of ruffles that
went on under the white tights. I liked the weird feeling of my tights
hugging my legs and the way they moved against my legs with just about
every step I took; then there was a slip with what my sister told me
were tank top straps, the slip had some sort of stiffening stuff that,
she told me, would push my dress way out.
The dress was all white, naturally, and came to below my knees and was
sleeveless. I really loved the way the way full skirt moved and swayed
when I moved and turned. I did have a bit of a time trying to put on my
shoes because my skirt kept getting in m y way, I finally had to ask
Alice for help; she was already dressed in her tuxedo, how long does it
take to put on a shirt and pants? (Don't answer, that was a rhetorical
question).
Finally we were all ready to leave. Mom just had to take pictures of the
pretty Flower Girl and Ring Bearer standing together. I had to hold a
white leather purse for the pictures.
The weather was just a bit chilly so I wore one of Alice's coats. The
limo arrived to take us to the hall and that is when the fun started, at
least for me who, when getting in a car, just slid in, you cannot do
that when wearing such a full skirted dress, you had to hold the skirt
against your butt to keep it from bunching up and then, very carefully,
slide yourself in, then you have to arrange your dress on the seat, I
sure learned a lot about being a girl that day, and that was just on the
ride there.
Getting out was a lot easier. As I got out and looked around I saw no
one I know other than Aunt Sue who was quite excited to see me in my
dress and kept telling me how really cute I looked, I liked hearing
that.
Alice and I were taken aside and told about our duties, I was to lead
the procession and strew flower petals in front of the bride, and Alice
followed me carrying a velvet pillow with the ring.
All was fine until the doors were opened and I made my first appearance
in front of dozens of people as a flower girl, thank goodness it was
just a joke and everyone understood. (FYI, this is as good a place to
mention this as any; the joke was on me. Other than me, mom, Aunt Sue,
her husband and Alice, absolutely no one knew I was really a boy. You
just can't trust anyone these days, I did get a bit pissed when mom told
be just before the wedding march but I had gone too far to back out now,
and I don't think I really wanted to, I felt go nice wearing this
dress,)
Alice had to give me a little shove to get me walking; I was all right
then and did my duties as a flower girl.
The wedding went as it should have. The only part I was not one hundred
percent happy was all the picture I had to pose for, I don't like having
my picture taken at the best of times, but wearing a gown...?
There were quite a few other kids, some girls and some boys, there so we
all more or less stayed together at the reception.
Again this stupid gown became a sort of pain in the ass as I could not
run around as much as I wanted to but did manage to have fun. I had to
stick with the girls and pay their games, which really sucked.
The wedding was over and almost everyone left and I was very, very
anxious to get home and out of this gown, but was it going to be that
easy? Noooooo...
Mom had to get sloshed and could not drive us home so we had to stay the
night, which gave us, actually me, a new set of problems, what was I
going to wear to bed...and what was I going to wear home the next day, we
brought no extra clothing.
One of the guests lived next door and came to the rescue; she would let
me borrow some of her daughter, Betty's things. Namely, a night gown,
and a dress for tomorrow.
She brought me a granny gown and robe for bed and a dress that I don't
really know if I was happy, knowing I had to wear it the next day, I
couldn't wear the gown I had been wearing all day. I couldn't understand
why, but what do I know, I'm just a kid.
Breakfast the next morning, wearing the night gown and robe I borrowed
was a bit hairy because I knew I would soon be wearing another dress.
There was quite a bit of action all going on at the same time, Aunt Sue
and her new Hubby were getting ready to leave for their honey moon and
mom, Alice and I were all anxious to be getting home, at least I was, I
wanted to be me again.
I had to wear the same panties as yesterday because as noted earlier, we
brought no changes at all; we didn't expect mom to get sloshed and stay
the night. I was given a white short sleeved blouse and a black velour
skirt that showed a lot more leg than I was happy with, but I didn't
complain, all I wanted to do was to get the hell out of there and go
home, which we finally did. There is an upside to wearing a plain skirt,
to was a lot easier getting into and out of the car.
Home at last and out of dresses and skirts, wow! It sure felt good being
in my own clothes again.
As strange as it may seem, I never wore girl's clothes again but I will
never forget the swell time I had as a flower girl and I do sometimes
look at the pictures at how cute I looked.
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