I was getting married to my boyfriend, and that part was good, but the bad stressful part was that my mom (who was in charge of everything) hadn't organized a thing! She hadn't invited anyone or ordered anything. It was going to be the next day, at our house, and the house's backyard was a mess. Then it was the wedding day. My boyfriend and I went to buy a wedding dress. (Now we were in Santa Cruz, before it was at my home in LA.) The only stores open were thrift stores and used clothing stores. I am not positive but I think I ended up getting a wine-colored velvet mini-dress. Then it ended.