"I don't really want to eat anything. Also, I brought along my stylist Law," Demi said, catching Law's eye and gesturing for him to come over and help her.
"Okay. Ladies, feel free to get some food while we get Demi into her first dress," Amy said, and Demi giggled as she watched everyone rush over to where the food was. Nyah went with Maddie while Demi went into the dressing room, her jaw nearly dropping as she looked at the three dresses that were hanging up for her to try on. She wasn't sure how she was going to decide which dress she wanted.
It took her ten minutes to get into the first dress and once she put it on, she wasn't completely in love with it, but she still went out to show everyone anyway. It was just way too poofy. And she wasn't sure how she felt about the fact that the dress had long sleeves but the sleeves weren't see through.
"No, that's definitely not the one," Kourtney said as Demi nodded in agreement. She felt like a princess but it just wasn't her.
It took her another ten minutes to change out of the first one and put the second one on. It was just too simple. Even though Demi had wanted something simple at first, the fact that she was getting married in Paris and now her wedding was this huge social event made her want a dress that would leave everyone talking for years to come.
"I like that one!" Dianna said once she stood on the platform. Of course, she loved that dress. It would be perfect if she was getting married on a farm in Dallas, and that's exactly what Dianna wanted.
"It's not the one," Kris waved her off, shooting Amy a look as she escorted Demi back into the dressing room.
"Maybe I should let the girls try on some dresses before I try on this last one," Demi suggested.
"Whatever you want to do. What color would you like for the dresses?"
"Like a frosty blue. The wedding is winter themed so I really want them to be in something blue," Demi explained as Amy nodded. Demi changed back into her silk robe, walking back out to where everyone was and sitting down as her bridesmaids stood up and went over to where the blue dresses were.
Demi: For my wedding, my bridesmaids are Kendall, Kylie, Kim, Kourtney, and Maddie with my goddaughter Nyah as the flower girl. Ideally, I want all of my bridesmaids to wear the same dresses but that's kind of hard because they all have really different styles and really different body shapes. All of them are also opinionated as fuck but I've decided that I'm just going to ignore their opinions because this isn't about them. It's about me.
"No, you can't wear a cape. That's way too close to a veil," Demi shook her head at Kim's dress choice.
"Maddie, you're not wearing that. Are you trying to give dad a heart attack?" Demi rejected the dress that Maddie had pulled down because even though it was gorgeous, the top was completely see through with nothing but pretty floral appliques covering her chest. Eddie would kill her if he saw Maddie walking down the aisle in that.
Kim: I just knew Demi would turn into a bridezilla. She swore up and down that she was going to remain calm and not be a total bitch to us, yet here we are...here we are.
"What about this one? Maddie and whoever your maid of honor is could wear something different," Kourtney suggested, pulling down another dress that had the same top as the one Maddie had picked out but a different bottom. The bottom of it was tulle with a slit going up the side.
"Who is your maid of honor?" Kendall asked, looking at the dress that Kourtney had picked out.
"Um...Kylie," Demi answered as Kylie's eyes widened.
"Really?" she squealed, rushing over to where Demi was sitting and tackling her with a hug.
Demi: I chose Kylie as my maid of honor because she was really there for me when I needed her and I know that I can always come to her whenever I need someone to talk to, and vice versa.
