Anna's alarm wakes us up at seven giving us eleven hours to eat and get ready. My nerves are killing me, I can hurl any moment. Anna remains calm focusing on ensuring we are organized and punctual carrying out all of my mother’s plans.

The hairdresser brings my hair back into a ponytail fastening white flowers in it creating the illusion of a tiara. It isn’t my first choice for a hairstyle, but I know immediately after our vows, Scott and I will be performing our show program so I can’t wear my hair down. My gown is a white silk skating dress covered in real pearls and rhinestones.

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