“‘Walk Yourself,’ My Mom Mocked at My Wedding — So I Walked Alone… Until the Mayor, a Senator, and My Superintendent All Stood Up for My ‘Nobody’ Husband.”

instruments of war. The hair stylist twisted and pinned and sprayed while Megan narrated the process like a sports commentator.

“You’re getting married,” Jenna whispered into my ear as the stylist fixed the final pin in my updo. “You realize that, right? Like, in a few hours you will be a Wife.”

I grinned in the mirror. “It keeps hitting me in waves.continue reading …