When I was a little girl, I saw a film where the bride was wearing a pale white coat over her dress.
There was a hood on the coat, plus it was framed in pale white fur.
The snow was falling she walked the snow covered aisle to her soon to be partner, then from that afternoon on, I dreamed that I would have an outdoor Winter time ceremony when I grew up. Despite all the glamour that Hollywood played into that film, I could not find a single reason to walk down an aisle when it was snowing. The pale white floor length coat that was lined with fur was not in my budget. Most of my relatives were elderly, plus having them stand out on a frigid, snowy afternoon was not doable. All of us ended up renting a place, with a lot of windows so all of us could see the snow outside. Before renting the place, my partner asked the supervisor if they had a fantastic HVAC plan in the building. Three times the question was posed, plus three times the building supervisor assured us that the gas furnace was working perfectly. The afternoon before the ceremony, my sisters plus bridesmaids joined myself and others in decorating the place. It was frigid when all of us walked inside the building. I hoped it was just that the building supervisor had forgotten to turn the heating on, however I was wrong. There was a note tacked to the refrigerator letting myself and others think the gas furnace was broken, however they had called the HVAC corporation. They guaranteed the gas furnace would labor before all of us arrived at the place for our ceremony reception. I could only hope the gas furnace was working, because my partner would not be cheerful if it wasn’t.