On Saturday, David Beckham enjoyed a heartwarming moment with his daughter, Harper, as he took her to watch a soccer match in Florida, Miami. And while the sweet father and daughter duo looked adorable, many were quick to disagree with their body language.
The 49-year-old star, who co-owns the club, hoped his 12-year-old daughter, Harper, would bring him luck in the MLS match. Despite his hopes, Beckham’s team only managed a draw.
That said, David and Harper looked still in high spirits as they were photographed smiling and enjoying the day.
Beckham seemed upbeat for the majority of the match, exuding style in a navy blue suit complemented by a coordinating T-shirt.
Harper channeled her fashion designer mother, Victoria, by wearing a stylish pink T-shirt and jeans. She completed her look with a chic, small yellow handbag.
Demonstrating his pride as a father, he affectionately hugged Harper while they observed the action on the field, their shared laughter highlighting their close bond.
The 12-year-old also snuggled up to her famous dad, and looked as she was thoroughly enjoying the match.
So many fans online admired the strong connection between the dad and his daughter. One person remarked, ’’She seems nice, and he seems like a fantastic father,’’ while another noted, ’’I love how adored she is by her father. Must be nice being the youngest girl with 3 older brothers.’’
However, others disagreed with the way David was showing his affection. A user wrote, ’’Beckham needs to realize that his daughter is growing fast. He cannot hug her the same way he did when she was 5.’’ Someone else added, ’’Cringeworthy pictures…she looks about 18, it looks totally inappropriate.’’
We admire the strong bond between this father-daughter duo. Another celebrity who recently stepped out with his child is Richard Gere. The actor’s 24-year-old son made a rare public appearance, and people couldn’t help but gush over his appearance.
Preview photo credit CHRIS ARJOON/AFP/East News, Rebecca Blackwell/Associated Press/East News
My Maid of Honor Declined to Wear the Dress I Selected for Her – Her Alternative Outfit at My Wedding Astonished Me
When Jessie’s maid of honor, Emily, showed up in a dress that Jessie didn’t pick, her picture-perfect wedding day took an unexpected turn. Emily’s shocking attire sparked chaos, setting the stage for some sweet payback.
Hey everyone, Jessie here! Two weeks ago, I married the love of my life, Kevin. It should’ve been the happiest day ever, right? Well, thanks to my so-called best friend, let’s just say it became a story for the ages — and not in a good way.
Emily, my supposed best friend, the woman I’d chosen as my maid of honor, managed to steal the spotlight in the most outrageous way possible…
Emily and I have been best friends since we were knee-high to a grasshopper. We practically grew up together.
Now, don’t get me wrong, Emily’s a great friend, supportive and always there for me. But there’s this one tiny, well, not-so-tiny detail about her — she’s a tad competitive.
It started small, you know, harmless races on the playground to see who could reach the swings first. In high school, it was all about grades—who could snag the highest GPA.
Then came college, and suddenly, it was about who could throw the most epic birthday bash. You name it, we “competed” at it. But hey, that was all in good fun, right? Or so I thought.
Despite her win-at-all-costs streak and arrogance, we always managed to stay close. I never really saw it as a competition; I just figured a little healthy rivalry pushed us both to be better.
We navigated life together, from scraped knees on the playground to the corporate jungle of our careers.
And when my boyfriend Kevin popped the question, there was no doubt in my mind who’d be my maid of honor—Emily, obviously.
Planning the wedding was a whirlwind of excitement. I wanted everything perfect, down to the last detail. Romantic elegance was the theme, with soft hues of lavender and blush creating a dreamy spring garden vibe.
The bridesmaids’ dresses were a beautiful shade of lavender, the perfect complement to the whole aesthetic. I mean, I was paying for everything, dresses included, so naturally, I wanted everyone to look stunning and harmonious.
The day of the final fitting arrived, and Emily came over, all smiles and sunshine.
But as soon as she saw the dress I’d picked for her, her smile completely vanished. She held the lavender fabric at arm’s length like it was some kind of contagious disease.
“Uh, Jess,” she mumbled, “I don’t think I can wear this.”
“What? Why not?” I furrowed my brow, completely confused. This was the dress we’d all picked out together, the one everyone agreed on. And it was gorgeous.
“This color just washes me out,” she whined. “I’ll look like a ghost in it.”
Honestly, that was a stretch. The dress would look amazing on her, like it was practically made for her curves. But Emily was never one to back down from an argument, especially when it came to “winning.”
“Come on, Em,” I tried to reassure her, “it’s the same dress everyone else is wearing. You would look beautiful, trust me.”
But she wasn’t having it. She huffed and puffed, making a scene about how unflattering the dress was and how she just couldn’t possibly walk down the aisle looking like a pale ghost.
My patience started to wear thin, but you know how it is with bridesmaids, especially your best friend. You just don’t want any drama, right? So, I caved.
I reluctantly agreed to let her pick out another dress, hoping she’d at least choose something that wouldn’t clash with the whole lavender theme.
Fast forward to the wedding day. Everything was picture-perfect — the flowers, the venue, even the weather cooperated and decided to bless us with a beautiful spring day.
Butterflies danced in my stomach as I stood at the altar, waiting for the music to cue the bridal party entrance. My bridesmaids walked down the aisle one by one, looking stunning in their lavender dresses, just as planned.
Then came Emily’s turn.
Leave a Reply