11/10/2025
Today… is my birthday. . .
I’m 35 this year and as I looked back through my memories for something completely different, it hit me immediately. I stopped scrolling. Her smile.. that was it.
I didn’t know what it would be called or what it would become. Just, THIS feeling I had with one of my best friends was what I wanted to feel and felt like brides should feel.
Every one. Every time.
Across the board. No matter what.
I know realistically that cannot happen every time someone gets married. I know there are those in my profession who take advantage, disappear, or are just flat out horrible individuals. Let’s be honest. They do exist.
Frankly, I pride myself on having a reputation that is known for being the vast opposite. It started in this moment. Zenith’s roots planting themselves.
It’s daunting to conceptualize, really. The seed that started growing pains I never knew were fated.
Just sitting. Enjoying doing her nails. Taking in her presence. Her transformation. Making it the best day possible she could’ve had. Admiring that happiness you see her face. I was honored that memory’s creator title.
Bare; and raw with authenticity.
