Bride

Norman went to the tailor to get himself fitted for the suit of his wedding day. The lady at the tailor greeted him and escorted him inside. She was very friendly, asking about Norman's big day while he measure his size.

"Tell me about her, she must be one lucky woman to have you, isn't she?"
"Well yeah. She's the most gorgeous woman I ever met." I said as the tailor measured my body
"You're going with white dress?" she said
"Yes. It'll look great on me- um, don't you mean white suit, Ma'am?"
"Oh forgive me, been quite busy this lately." she said as I nodded.

As she continued to measure me and taking notes I began to feel things were off. And my hair kept getting in my way.
"There you are dear. All done, I've got your measurements. Oh I think I have one dress that might fit you." The lady walked to the back and came back with a dress. She helped me get dressed, and as i look at my reflection, I knew it was the perfect dress for me.

"This is perfect! Norman would've loved this!" I said
"I'm sure sure he will dear..."