Dear Taylor Swift,
Last night, approximately 2 months before my wedding…my MOH told me she couldn’t afford to come any longer. She lives in CT and I live in Las Vegas, however i’m getting married in Newport Beach, CA on a yacht. Her name is Taylor, your name is Taylor…I think it’s meant to be. I see you’re free on September 27th…well your tour dates tell me that. I have a hard time assuming YOU…Miss Taylor Freaking Swift, who I have loved since the very first day I heard Tim McGraw aren’t busy but I figured what do I have to lose. You’ve been there for me without knowing it for the last decade (well almost). You were born a month later than me, so naturally I should have this thing called life figured out more than you but I definitely lean on you for all things. Your music has not only inspired me in life but in love. I’ve found my Love Story and even though the hurt right now is surrounding my wedding day, somehow I know whether it’s dancing with my new step children to Blank Space at the wedding or just surrounding myself with positive people I’ll be okay. I understand if you’re busy, chances are you’ll never see this…but if any Swifties could help spread this you would ALL mean the world to me. So Taylor….while we’ve never met, I’d be honored to have you be my Maid of Honor….but if not you’ll be there in spirit.
taylorswift
