Weekends often mean the city is host to quinceañeras and other special events. This afternoon I saw a young woman in a brilliant sea of a dress.
Posing for pictures, she often looked as if she was stuck inside a multilayered cake, young men orbiting around her sweetness. Being fifteen means that she is transitioning to womanhood, and it is no coincidence that her dress resembles a bridal gown. In fact, the whole event, on the church grounds, with a photographer and maids of honor as well as extended family present could be mistaken for a wedding (except for the color of the dress and the age of the birthday girl.
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