Honor
“Black and white? Really, Honor? No color at all?” my mother asked, sounding so sad.
“The flowers, mama, that’s all the color I need, they will be white peach and sunset orange.”
“But your bridesmaids and flower girls are going to be in all black?”
I chuckled. She was having a meltdown and trying hard not to show it.
“Yes, mama. They’ll be in black, the ring bearers are in white, as are the best man and groomsmen. I will be in white, Greg will be in black.
The tablecloths will be black while the chairs will be covered in white. All the white pillars and the Aquarium will be wrapped with black ribbon, and the giant lily on the ceiling will be peach with a little white and orange.
“Black at a wedding, just seems so…”
“Elegant?” CeeCee interrupted my mother, and I gave her a gra
