Wedding at an Old Church

Virgin white rice kernels rain on the happy couple, littering the sidewalk as flashbulbs pop pop pop. Tuxedos and oyster shell dresses mill about the manicured grounds under teased hairstyles and flowery perfumes. Shoe straps choke their ankles and unforgiving soles push back with every step. Beneath their girdles and cumber buns, their stomachs plead for a piece of dry, overly-priced chicken breast, salad greens drowned in a raspberry vinaigrette, and bottomless honey-colored liqueurs, served by a handsome mustachioed bartender, whose rolled sleeves reveal an alluring tattoo. The white-walled wheels of the sparkling black vintage automobile roll up to the stairs and the thankful guests cheer the newlyweds on.