AN: Because Supergirl202 twisted my arm, here is another drabble.
I looked at my reflection in the three full length mirrors and just didn't feel anything. Oh the dress was lovely but it just wasn't the right one for me, despite the girls gushing about how nice the dress looked. Though the girls had hung around after we had picked out their dresses, it wasn't their opinion that really mattered to me. Nor was it the opinion of the sales girl that I was looking for. I knew whose opinion I really wanted but as I looked around for him, I noticed that he had disappeared.
"Where did Kurt get too?" I asked the girls. Their reaction told me that they hadn't realized my soon to be stepson had disappeared either.
Stepping down from the raised platform in the store that the mirrors were on, I was about to go looking for him, when Kurt came around a rack of dresses. Kurt had a white dress draped carefully over his one arm. Apparently he hadn't cared for the sales girls suggestions so far either.
"Here, try this one on," Kurt said, holding the dress up for me to see as he approached.
As I took in the dress I noticed that it wasn't something that I would normally pick out on my own. I was trying to find a tactful way of declining when Kurt spoke up again.
"It will look lovely on you. Trust me," Kurt said, holding the dress out to me. Apparently my hesitancy was showing.
Deciding that it wouldn't hurt to humor my soon to be stepson, I took the dress that he was holding out to me and headed for the dressing room. The salesgirl unzipped the dress I was currently in, and then stepped out. Slipping out of the old dress, and stepping into the knew one, I zipped it up as far as I could and then got the salesgirl help with the rest.
"It looks lovely on you," the salesgirl told me, as she zipped and clipped the dress but then that seemed to be her standard reply.
As I stepped out of the dressing room, I heard gasps of delight from the girls. Kurt clapped his hands in excitement.
"It's perfect," Kurt gushed as I walked toward the platform.
Stepping up onto it, I got my first look at myself in the mirror. Instantly, I knew that Kurt was right. This was the one. This was the perfect wedding dress for me.