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Bridesmaids

Their day started at dawn and filled quickly with thousands of errands, some crucial (omigod, the bouquet is still at the florist’s!) but most of them insignificant, humiliating - sometimes involving the bride’s armpits or her feet - and though they were happy to have served the Cause of True Love this day, there came that point in the reception when the DJ played “I Will Survive”, and something inside those girls just snapped, you see, and the bridesmaids ran to the dance floor as one, with rustling skirts and bare feet, and they danced together this disco-beat tarantella of primal anger that surely drove fear into the heart of every man in the hall.

    TAGS:  disco, bridesmaids, weddings, tarantella, I will survive, serving, primal


 

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