Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Those Shoes

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Originally uploaded by chricela.
That man, her dress, that string of pearls, those shoes-love can happen in a blur. One minute, you're sitting in the park, sharing a quiet moment, the next? Strolling down the aisle in front of strangers and relatives alike. That church, her bouquet, that rice-love happens in a moment, forever frozen in time.

There's something magical about the promise of finding that special someone. There's something special about finding someone special. You want to share it with the world. You want to shout it from the highest rooftop. You feel alive.

White shoes, her dress, those pearls, that love-will it last forever?

Text by: Carol Schiraldi
Photo by: Chricela