So far the count was at ten, and it'd been about three hours. One dress Dani absolutely loved, and the others were all her mother's suggestion. For the most part, Maya felt out of place despite Dani's efforts to try and include her. “Do you think this is a little much for a beach wedding?” Dani asked as she swirled in a strapless dress that had a rather long train and a poofy bottom with a lot of bustling. She had to hold the dress up against her chest since she didn't quite have the curves to keep it secure on her body, which caused Maya to hold back a laugh. “For a beach wedding, I think it is, yes. You'll drag it through the sand too much. I think you should do the first one you tried out,” Maya said in an attempt to help her sort-of friend. After all, it was Dani's wedding, not her mother's, and if she was happy about the dress, then maybe she'd be happy about the whole thing. Dani faced her mother and folded her arms in front of her, still squeezing the dress against her.
