Is your house full of sentimental treasures?
Some things you have to keep, right?
As I put the sewing box back in closet I spotted
three big white cardboard boxes tucked so far back,
I had to crawl in to drag them out.
Each of the dust covered, shrink wrapped boxes
had a large plastic window that displayed
a wedding dress bodice hermitically sealed inside.
The smallest of the boxes contained the wedding dress
I wore to marry, Jay or Hot & Hunky as I called him.
It was a high collared, lacy gown with long poofy lace sleeves.
Not the least bit sexy. Zero sexy. I can only guess that
I was trying to get his mother to approve of me since Jay
married me just months after I quit my job as a Playboy Bunny.