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A young couple steps into the atelier, their eyes alight with anticipation for the gown that will cradle their vows. My hands glide through the ritual of measurements—shoulders, waist, hips—each number etched into memory like a whispered secret. For her, I envision ivory silk that cascades like moonlight, cut into a sweetheart bodice blooming into a chapel train. His midnight suit demands precision, tailored to frame strength with understated grace. Scissors dance through fabric, carving curves and angles that echo their silhouettes. Needle and thread become my allies, stitching lace appliqués along her neckline, embroidering his cuffs with threads that catch the light like stardust. A veil, delicate as mist, crowns her with pearls; his lapel pin, a single diamond, mirrors her radiance. The final touch—a silk ribbon cinched at her waist, its ends trailing like a promise—anchors the dance of elegance and devotion. Together, they step into the mirror’s embrace, two halves woven into a tapestry of forever.
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