Last year, around February 1st, we got a call from Ms. S. cheap prom dresses Ms. S. and her fiance were entering into a second marriage for both and wanted to get married in about 2 weeks in a small home wedding here in the city. The ceremony would actually be off site and they owned a gorgeous brownstone townhouse where they thought we could have the reception. Our charge was to help them figure out how to make it look more "wedding like", decorate and help manage the day in general. We headed up to the home, which was truly stunning, for a site visit. It really was the perfect place for a small cocktail party with plenty of room for catering prep in the lower level and room for dancing and mingling on the parlor floor. It seemed perfect, and frankly, almost easy. As we were about to cheapest prom dresses leave, she mentioned, also, the only other thing is that you’ll have to keep our pets downstairs in the basement. "How many pets do you have?" we asked. At that moment I noticed the world’s largest dog crate behind the sofa area. I mean, Mayra and I could have easily gotten in there with the bride and continued our meeting. The front door opened and in bounded Sam- a St. Bernard- trailed by the groom-to-be.
Very excited, Sam really REALLY wanted to greet us. Ms. S. was horrified. "Sam! Sam, please go to your crate." Sam, very well behaved, proceeded to do just as china prom dresses directed. Only, I think there had been a recent growth spurt because it wasn’t exactly that smooth of a fit. The effort was aborted and Mayra and I went home never getting to meet Mr. Mittens and Calico. Luckily, I would have quite the chance to get acquainted. The day of the wedding
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