This bride is over 300kg and here is how she looked in her wedding dress!

According to reports, American Suzanne Evan is the world’s best-fed bride.

The woman, 33, said that she is anxious about the approaching wedding and blamed her worry on the buns and cakes.

The couple additional pounds she will weigh tomorrow don’t concern Evan. The bride is little more than 300 kg.

The beauty’s outfit required 45 m of chiffon, according to Suzanne’s dressmaker. Are you eager to see the outcome?

Evan is pleased with the attire she will wear as she walks down the aisle.

The young bride will not, incidentally, lose weight. My husband in the tribe embraces me for who I am.

Every day, Michael congratulates me and remarks on how beautiful I am. Suzanne acknowledged.

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