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g i a d a ([info]shelovesyou) wrote in [info]valesco,
@ 2009-06-26 19:51:00


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Entry tags:giada dorny, graeme dorny, group

Friends and Family!!!!
She was Mrs. Graeme Dorny.

Giada Lucia Dorny.

Sounded kind of funky, but she dug it.

Everything had been perfect, except for the scare of rain this morning. Giada had cried and cried as it poured and poured, but when it came down to leaving Rachel's flat (for that is where the pre-wedding chaos had occurred) to the ceremony, the skies were clear, and magic had been used to dry up the ground and everything around it. Definitely no reason for tears, anymore. Except she cried and cried during their vows, because it was just so beautiful and they reminded her how much she did love this man and it was so amazing. She'd never felt like this before, like she could do anything and be anything and that everything she wanted was within her grasp.

Sigh. Sigh. She loved being married. She loved being a wife. She loved being Graeme's wife.

She turned to her husband and smiled widely only a second before she put her hands to his head to pull him in for a tight kiss. Nearly a snog, had the guests not started rattling their champagne glasses. She smiled at them meekly and turned back to Graeme, her cheeks reddening but her smile widening even further than before.



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[info]shelovesyou
2009-06-27 03:30 am UTC (link)
She swooned.

She'd been swooning all day, but this was the real kicker. Giada allowed her eyes to flutter shut as she leaned into Graeme, and she smiled dreamily. 'Always will,' oh. Oh, how she hoped her heard jumped like this until she was one hundred and fifty. She knew that she would blush and get hot every time he kissed her, for the rest of her life, and that was what made this day, this man everything she had ever dreamed for.

Giada tilted her head back to get a good look at her husband (husband! She'd never get sick of saying that). He was so cute, so handsome, and just all around perfect. Their babies were going to be the cutest babies the world had ever seen, and their family was going to be so happy and loving and loud. Very, very loud. So loud that they'll just have to keep the music on blast all the time so when they weren't talking, they wouldn't miss the noise. See, she'd been planning for her future for a while.

"Now," she murmured, moving her face close to his again, "Do we kiss and be sickeningly adorable as usual, or do we hop onto the dance floor?" Because of course they had the best party music (and music in general) that a reception could ask for.

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