Miranda tries to imagine that her father is escorting her down the aisle and tries to forget that he disappeared when she was fifteen with a curvy blond who ended up leaving him anyway. She tries to imagine that it's her mother crying in the pews rather than her aunt because the woman Miranda had never known had died in childbirth. And with each futile and wistful imagining she is reminded of how much she had striven to be better, to be higher than the family that she was born to.
She pretends that the man waiting for her at the altar has the face of her first childhood crush from when she was seven and love was left to the fairy-tale princesses. She thinks she hears her old friends from when she was five years old and onward whispering in her ear that she is about to be a Sadie Sadie married lady because they had loved that song.
She smiles through the lies and doesn't falter when she has to say I do because if anything Miranda Priestly is someone who can play her part.