Temperance Brennan thought of herself as a logical, practical woman. She was intelligent, rational, and refrained from being overly emotional. Except for her works of fiction, she wasn't given to flights of fancy. She was a woman rooted in reality.
She'd never understood why weddings were considered to be so important in a woman's life. A wedding was merely a celebration that occurred when people entered a binding social contract. Paying a lot of money to allow guests to participate in such an event seemed to be ridiculous.
But Booth wanted a wedding, and she loved Booth, so they were going to have a wedding….at least until the church burned. She was disappointed, but she knew Booth would be more upset. So when Angela decided to make their wedding happen, and Booth agreed, she was pleased that he would be happy. She knew she didn't really need to have a wedding to prove her commitment. It was all for Booth.
Brennan had been busy getting ready. Angela had helped her and her hair, makeup and nails were done. It was time to get dressed. Then the magic occurred. The little girl who had saved a picture of a dream dress appeared. Brennan put on her wedding dress and looked in the mirror. It was then she realized why weddings were so wonderful. She was going to be a bride. She was glowing. She was going to marry a man who loved her more than his own life. She had friends and family present to see how happy she was, and to help her celebrate that happiness. She never felt more beautiful than she did at that moment.
Practicality and logic gave way to romance and emotion. It was Brennan's wedding day, and she was going to enjoy every minute of it.