Gazing at my reflection in the mirror, I admired the black gown hugging my figure.
With a chiffon bow tied at the back and a sexy slit in one leg, the dress was perfect – my favourite so far.
Only, as the other bridesmaids teared up, trying on their dresses in the Chicago bridal shop, I felt out of place.
Another one to add to the collection, I thought.
I’d been there, done that – 11 times over! Although I’d also been maid of honour at three other weddings, too.
I still had a few of the bridesmaid dresses hanging
