episode_0086

When would a woman wear a wedding dress?

Normally, one might casually think, ‘A wedding dress? Isn’t that worn during weddings?’ and pass it off as a simple notion.

“Hmm.”

I thought the same way.

Those who have received wedding invitations would understand.

Although I haven’t received one myself, according to my older brother, wedding invitations usually come with photos and messages like ‘We are getting married~,’ which friends or close acquaintances bring when they get married.

The wording doesn’t matter much.

It’s the photos that are crucial.

When you send out wedding invitations, there are pictures inside.

Photos taken when they were in love, those that exude affection between the couple.

And finally, a photo of the bride in her wedding dress.

The wedding is a month away. But would there be a bride wearing a wedding dress now?

I was experiencing that right now.

“It’s beautiful. Truly lovely.”

Today, we are having a photoshoot.

A wedding dress.

The moment I put it on for the first time, I felt ecstatic, as if I could fly.

However, it’s not a wedding ceremony.

Just a shoot in the studio.

Still, I am happy.

The feeling when you get your measurements taken and wear clothes that fit you perfectly for the first time.

I was so delighted beyond words.

“Handsome Brother. How beautiful do I look right now?”

Brother and I are waiting for the shoot to begin.

As he gets his hair done and makeup applied, his already handsome face is glowing even more.

“…I want to say something, but I’m speechless. Being pretty is an understatement.”

Brother seemed momentarily lost in thought.

And with a trembling voice, I received almost the highest praise.

“Wisdom, are you ready?”

Hyejin unnie suddenly enters and looks at my face.

She used to model, but now she’s immersed in wedding preparations.

Yet, our paths kept crossing, and we gradually became close.

Lee Jihye… seems to have quite the social skills.

Every time she sees someone, she starts with “Mr.” but then suddenly becomes an “unnie.”

“That’s true. I feel like I’m going to die from nervousness right now.”

Hearts pounding, time passes by.

By the way, real wedding dresses are much prettier.

If you wear one, you’d feel like a princess, truly.

“Oh… I’ve captured all this.”

“I was actually… looking for a company, but in reality, unnie takes great shots too.”

Should I call it talent? This unnie is quite remarkable.

While browsing through SNS accounts, I saw her, initially posting landscape photos, gradually expanding her range until she suddenly grew exponentially.

I could sense a significant change.

She’s good at drawing too.

She recreates what she captures into drawings, making them look like photos.

Wasn’t she more into makeup?

Instead of looking for a company, I eventually decided it would be better to ask unnie for help.

It wasn’t for nothing.

Although everyone was prepared for shooting in wedding dresses, after a few conversations, unnie grabbed a camera and took charge.

Is this the power of a famous person?

“Thank you. Now that we’re ready, shall we go for the shoot?”

Sitting on the floor, she lifts the hem of the wedding dress slightly.

Not because the wedding dress is captivating, but because the skirt reaching down to the floor hinders her movements.

She has to walk as if lightly touching the dress with her toes.

Still, it’s beautiful, so it can be forgiven.

I’ve tried wearing dresses before.

But this was very different.

A dress that reaches down to the toes.

It’s because it’s so beautiful that it’s being tolerated.

Normally, I wouldn’t wear something like this.

Mini skirts are usually paired with stockings.

If there’s a slight sense of discomfort, maybe switch to white stockings or try a ruffled mini skirt.

“I’ll hold your hand.”

Perhaps worried that I might stumble, my brother, who had been anxiously by my side, reached out and held my hand.

It wasn’t a long distance, but the moment felt unusually drawn out.

“Even if I just snap without touching anything, it should come out well. Why are you so beautiful?”

“Well… Is it because I’m pretty?”

I tried to act nonchalant for a moment, but soon reality hit me.

It still felt unfamiliar to hear someone call me beautiful.

“To say I’m beautiful… That… Well…”

I know. I understand.

“Okay. Let’s get started?”

“Got it~”

We began with static photos, gradually getting closer to each other.

Deciding what to photograph, how to capture it, and choosing the appropriate wedding dress, we were focused and determined, which helped us pose naturally.

“Okay! Next!”

As we adjusted our poses, the flash went off again.

*

My brother was confidently smiling.

There was no trace of embarrassment on him.

The image from our trip to the amusement park seemed completely erased.

“Phew… Ah…”

Well, things don’t change too quickly.

Taking a deep breath as if releasing something pent up inside, memories of what happened earlier flood back, prompting him to cover his face.

Since I had full makeup on, he didn’t actually touch my face; he just blocked his view.

“Oh, it’s really nice. Should I switch careers?”

My sister looked content and smiled happily.

“Are you going to abandon your business?”

“Yeah. Since things are going well, I want to try something new.”

After handing me the printed photos, my sister grabbed her laptop.

“This one is unedited. I’ll send you the edited ones tomorrow… or the day after.”

“Thank you so much, sis.”

“Yeah yeah. I have work, so I’ll head out first, okay?”

“Sure~ Thank you so much~!”

Despite her busy schedule, my sister made time to come over.

She volunteered to take pictures of me in my wedding dress, then had to leave early due to a sudden commitment.

Jokingly saying, “Should I just snap away?” she actually did it.

Impressive, indeed.

During this week of constant searching, researching, wandering, and decision-making, the cherry blossoms had already shed half their petals and returned to being ordinary trees.

Due to the wedding preparations keeping me occupied, I couldn’t even meet up when we planned to.

“Shall we… go too?”

My brother had taken the day off today.

“Sure. I’m starving right now.”

As we searched for a place to have lunch, we admired the photos we had taken earlier.

“Wow… You’re so, so beautiful…”

How wonderful it would be to wear a wedding dress at the wedding.

The moment I saw the wedding dress hanging there, I realized why it wasn’t just a fantasy for women.

Walking down the aisle in a wedding dress, carefully following the virgin road, meeting my brother, and exchanging rings—those moments were eagerly anticipated.

“Hehe.”

Just imagining it made me burst into laughter.

I might look a bit silly laughing like a fool, but who cares.

Right now, I’m the happiest woman in the world.

“Should I… remove the makeup?”

“Oh. After getting professional makeup done, you want to remove it?”

“I’m also starving, and this… It feels like I’ve put on a mask or something…”

My brother asked seriously if eating was more important.

“It cost me 200,000 won just for the makeup. Do you want me to remove it for a meal?”

“…No?”

This time, he looked at me with a poignant expression.

Whether he wanted to eat meat or not, we found ourselves at a galbi restaurant, and my brother even held my hand.

It felt wasteful to remove the makeup, yet asking him to maintain it might annoy him. Besides, I was already feeling weak.

“…Then let’s just take one photo.”

“Okay!”

As soon as he agreed, my brother immediately stood close beside me.

“Maybe they’re asking me to take a picture.”

“Why are you so excited?”

“Because I like it. You’re the best, after all.”

“You speak well.”

She took a photo with her phone camera and handed him a cleansing tissue.

Although she was a bit annoyed by his words, she felt weak when he got this close.

He insisted on being this cute even though she didn’t want it.

“Use this to wipe.”

“Thank you.”

He meticulously wiped every corner with one tissue, using his fingers for the hard-to-reach spots and then unfolding the tissue widely to wipe the rest thoroughly, almost as if washing his face.

Maybe the thrifty one here is him, not her.

“Huh? Why did you delete yours?”

The way he called her seemed slightly different, but anyway, she deleted hers too.

Honestly, it’s annoying.

So when he coolly deleted his, she did too.

Why bother with makeup when there’s galbi (ribs) waiting to be eaten? Galbi comes first.

Seeing this, there must still be something left unsaid.

“So, do I look ugly now?”

“No, nothing seems to have changed. You’re still beautiful.”

“Really?”

He suddenly kissed her cheek and smiled brightly.

“Truly beautiful.”

It felt like his words were filled with genuine love, making it even more touching as if there wasn’t a hint of falsehood.

“Do I look ugly too?”

He asked in return.

Her answer was no.

“No…”

“No?”

“You’re still… handsome.”

“Yeah. Thank you.”

Even without makeup, he was handsome. His warm heart remained unchanged, as did his ability to bring happiness to her.

“Kiss me…

I want to kiss you right now.

Not the usual kisses, but the naughty ones we do when we really want to.

“If we eat, we can’t kiss until we brush our teeth… so do it now.”

She held his hand and slowly moved it from under her clothes up to her chest.

Doing this outdoors gave a strange sense of excitement.

“Mwah…”

The tint on the car windows was very well done.