That gown (rich heavy white silk satin, simple embroidery,demure neckline,cut to show the figure but not too much so). Dressed by nuns,blessed by the Reverend Mother, escorted by the inhabantant of an abbey to a cathedral fully packed with the creme de la creme of the area and probably the country (if not several). Then the great organ begins to play, followed by the horns, then full orchestra, the nun's chorus begins to sing, and soon your off!
Walking down the endless asile following two demure flower girls, and one even more demure maid of honour. At the high altar an archbishop (or is it a cardinal?)in full regalia, along with several high ranking priests (equally attired), await. Down walks Maria, who until recently was a postulant (and some might say not a very good one)nun, with no family, connections or wealth, now snatches a great catch of a husband from the skills and charms of a baroness no less.
It is as good as things get!
*LOL*
Walking down the endless asile following two demure flower girls, and one even more demure maid of honour. At the high altar an archbishop (or is it a cardinal?)in full regalia, along with several high ranking priests (equally attired), await. Down walks Maria, who until recently was a postulant (and some might say not a very good one)nun, with no family, connections or wealth, now snatches a great catch of a husband from the skills and charms of a baroness no less.
It is as good as things get!
*LOL*