I remember being a flower girl at the tender age of four in a custom-made salmon pink satin dress. My mother was standing by my side signaling me with her well-manicured hand to walk. Looking at all the grown-ups, smiling at me following up with multiple “aww.” I took a deep sigh and placed my right foot in front of my left foot. As I continue to walk, I grabbed a fistful of rose petals and started to throw amongst the aisles. Ever since that very moment, I watch Bridal Fashion Week shows, either on television or online.