That was a vicious wedding dress.

It felt like it was swallowing her whole. It's not that it was some poorly made dress made of that rough taffeta popular in the 80s. The reality was the dress was a beautiful designer creation made of the finest fabric and accented with the most delicate details. Yes, it was truly a vision tailor made to fit her every curve. But the minute the saleswoman finished zipping her up, she could feel it squeezing the life out of her. She saw her single life flash before her eyes and suddenly she couldn't breathe. She wasn't ready. She knew this, but apparently she needed a dress to pull her out of the land of denial. It made her face the truth of the situation, forced her to deal with it no matter how painful. Yes, it was a vicious wedding dress.