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love, rosie 319Bethany, 34, was looking flawlessly stunning, as always, in an elegantwhite one-piece dress designed especially for her by the famous friend-of-thestars(and mine) Jeremy Durkin. The solid-boned bodice was embellished inten thousand pearls (and disguised that five-month pregnancy everybody iswhispering about). The ballerina-style full skirt, made up of layers and layersof soft tulle, swished as she floated up the aisle on the arm of her proudprominent father, Dr. Reginald Williams.Miranda Williams looked every bit the perfect mother of the bride in herscarlet red Armani trouser suit accompanied by her fabulous Philip Traceyhat that almost stole the spotlight from her daughter. Catwalk models (andvery new friends of Bethany’s) Sara Smythe and Hayley Broadbank acted asBethany’s two bridesmaids and wore sexy red silk spaghetti-strapped dressesthat clung to their barely-there curves, half a dozen roses resting betweentheir French manicured fingers. The bride’s bouquet was made up of half adozen red roses and half a dozen white roses (and was caught by none otherthan moi). Her usually flowing long blond hair was tied back tightly in aFrench bun that sat low on her head and helped the mother-to-be look everyinch the perfect bride.At the top of the aisle a confident-looking Prince Charming looked downon his princess proudly, dressed in a classic black three-button cutaway coatwith white wing collar and red tie, accompanied by a single red rose in hislapel. Everything was certainly “rosie” on this day.The extravagant reception was held at the Boston Harbor Hotel, wherethe finest speech by far was made by the best man, 8-year-old Josh Stewart,son of the groom from a previous marriage to college sweetheart Sally Gruber.The day lived up to the expectation (and standards) of “Social Lives” andit was clear for all who witnessed the newlyweds dancing for the first time ashusband and wife that this marriage was forever. May they live a long, happy,rich, and fashionable married life together. As for me, your favorite weddingcolumnist, I’m off with my bouquet, to find myself a beau.