If cities have trademarks then the one for St. Louis would be “The Arch”.
Graceful stainless steel stands 630 feet into the air, legs planted firm near the riverfront. On any pleasant, or hot, summer Saturday the bridal parties come to record the day in photos with trees, the Arch, or the Grand Stairs as backdrops.
They arrive by limo, private car, or horse-drawn carriage. The men look their best in black or gray tuxedos and the women wear long dresses in reds, blues, silver, black and other colors chosen by the white clad bride. A light breeze lifts veils, plays with wide skirts, and ruffles delicate bouquets.
Click! Click! The digital moment is frozen in time.
