Prospect Heights High School - Cardinal Yearbook (Brooklyn, NY)

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not he available until the day ot the wedding. l liked the loolcs ot his handsome tmrother, a triple cross hetween Glenn Ford, Robert Ryan, and Peter Lawtord. The organist, too, was very handsome, hlonde-haired, lair-skinned. I couldn't decide whether to marry him or my usher's hrother. When the organ hegan playing, l found that l could get through everything all right. ln the ice cream parlor atterward, we even made a a tew jolces about one another. It was tun sitting there with all those hig girls. They told me that it l had a second dish ot ice cream that I wouldn't tit into my dress. There was a round ot festivities, a shower tor my cousin, a lovely gitt tor each bridesmaid, Queen Victoria pearls, all lcinds ot advice from my family and friends. One lively girl in my class said, When you tall on your tace atter tripping down the aisle, dontt loolc embarrassed when you piclc yourself up. I didnyt tell the people at the tmeauty parlor that it was the first time in my lite that I had had my hair done professionally. l thinlc that the ladies lcnew that it was, tor l was rather scared and they lcept looking at me. At last I was at my auntys house on the clay ot the wedding. lt loolced like a department store at Christmas time. Everybody was running around, bridesmaids, tlorists, photographers, all the people that malce up a wedding. Upstairs, it was even worse. The loride was paclcing, and everybody was trying to help her, hut maliing things worse. ln another room was my uncle, having ditticulty with the how tie tor his tuxedo shirt. In the hall was my aunt, wearing a heautitul tmlue gown, hut having an argument with my cousins who wanted her to wear more lipsticlc. I lost my mother in the confusion. l just had to have her tix the crown ot iiowers that helonged on my hair. l'm not usually a vain person, hut I couldn,t help staring into the mirror and admiring all my tinery. The photographer was hurrying us because the wedding cars had arrived. Vvhen we reached the church, most ot the guests were in their pews. As we were lining up in the vestihule, a hoy in uniform came over with his brother. My ushert I thought that his lorother was handsome, hut my usher was like something straight trom Hollywood. We said a tew words to the hride Whose happy eyes made her loolc more beautiful than ever. The chords ot Lohengrin sounded through the church. The actual cere- mony was just a tmlur to me. It wasn,t until we were at the Forest Hills lnn enjoying the reception that l relaxed. There we all were, teasting and wishing the hride and groom happiness. And my usher came over to me to have the last dance. 8

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I WAS A BRIDESMAID by Diana Yesdanian At first I thought that my brother was playing one oi his corny jokes, but when I got him to say UHonest,H l lmew that it had to be true. 1 could hardly listen when l made Mother tell me all about it, not letting her slcip a word. I was so excited and thrilled when l tound out that l was going to be a bridesmaid at my cousin's wedding. I had a million questions to aslc, the answer to which was usually, ul don't lcnowf' I couldn't sleep that night because there was so much to thinic about. What color would the gowns be? Who were the other bridesmaids? Most important of ali, who would be my usher? Morning came at iast, a truly beautiful morning, and tor the first time in my nine and a halt years ot education, I was dying to go to school to tell the girls the big news. By the end of the day, I had my best friend Anna, praying that the big day would roll around soon. The day for the gown fittings came at last, and did i teel grown up and important, going to meet the bridesmaids in Manhattan, to have dinner and a dress fitting! When the woman brought out the gowns, there was a chorus ot Oh, and Ah, how beautiful. They were ot aqua tafteta, cut very full, strapless, with a scaliopped edging. There was a lovely matching cape to wear over the shoulders. The color had been selected because it was becoming to all of us, with our darlc hair and eyes. The minute I went home I raced to my room to try on my gown. The reaction of the family was just about what l expected, very satisfactory if you lcnow my tollcs. There was a good deal ot admiration and many practical questions. My mother loolced at the hem and the seams to see whether the dress could grow both ways in case I got taller or had too many ice cream sodas. She twisted and turned me around until I was dizzy. My father frowned in that way that doesn't tool us much, and said, How much?n it he mentions money or the price ot something, we lmow that he lilies it. Then the genius ot the family, my brother, gave out with, HDO you loolc lilce a dripin I couldn't kill him with my mother and father right there, so I just told him to disinfect himself. We sneered at each other just for appearances, but he was really impressed. My father tool: me to Calvary Church to the rehearsal. it had never occurred to me to be scared, until i saw with a shoclc the length of the church aisle, and the number of people, even at the rehearsal. i was introduced to the one bridesmaid whom I had not met, and to my usher's brother. So tar, so good. Bridesmaids, usheris brother, but not my usher. With a mixture of disappointment and relief, i found out that he would 7

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