38 -ALWAYS A BRIDESMAID

"Hey Baily? Remember when we used to throw this make-up away?"

With a deep pink blush on his cheeks, Baily tried to smile at me as a crew of matrimony experts worked about his body.

They applied make-up with the bride's favorite colors on Baily's eyes, amethyst on the lower lids and dark lavender on the upper lids, combined with an eye liner and glowing blush. They finished him off with a pink cranberry lipstick.

By the time they were through with Baily, he had enough make-up on to paint a house! Then there was the nail polish----trying to find exactly the right color in order to perfectly match the dress.

Everyone wanted to see the completed look. I thought all this "nit-picking" was silly but they were responsible for the most important day of a woman's life.

They critically picked on every detail from the lacy sleeves to how tight the shoes could be.

Everything that could affect the bridal experience was discussed and debated. They argued over the exact shade of lipstick by spreading samples on Baily's mouth. Once they all agreed on the perfect looking shade, they immediately pulled out the matching nail polish and made him put it on.

Once everything was approved and worked out it was all put together. Baily got up onto the platform for the final time. I was in awe of the beauty I saw. Everyone was smiling and commenting on how pretty he looked. The photographer snapped pictures.

His mother fluffed out his train and the hem of the flowing lace and satin skirt. The four inch heels worked perfectly. I was surprised that Baily could walk in them so gracefully.

I started to tremble as I looked at my buddy in make-up and carrying flowers in his hands. He was playing the part of a bride tonight but tomorrow he'd

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Once everything was approved and worked out it was

all put together. Baily got up onto the platform.