Julie of Thoughts of a Smother Mother wrote about her wedding dress today, and I left a small novella in the comments, so I figured I better blog about it too. This is part of the Wedding Dress Blog Tour hosted by Shasher’s Life.
I got married back in 1996 so there aren’t any digital photos of our wedding, and I don’t have a scanner. So I resorted to taking pictures of pictures with my camera. Only these aren’t even the good pictures, these are the proofs. And, they are sealed in plastic so they were extra reflective. Oh, technology, you’ve come a long way, baby.
First, here’s my dress as it hangs in my closet today. I had it all boxed up in one of those heirloom boxes for the past 14 years, but I just cracked it out a few weeks ago so I could extract the veil for FameThrowa.
It’s kind of off white with a gold thread making a pattern through it, and a bunch of beading and roses and crap around the top. I actually really liked this dress, although it looks very dated to me now. I wasn’t planning on buying a wedding dress at all, but my mother had seen this one in a store and drove me out to look at it and although it pretty much defined everything I did NOT want on the hanger, when I put it on it was perfect. So $800 later I was the proud owner of a dress I was going to wear for, like, a half hour.
Ah, youth, so freakin’ insensible.
Anyway, here are some extremely bad quality photos of me on the day.
The best part of this outfit, really, was the veil. I took the fabric they had to cut off of the bottom when fitting it, and used that fabric to make some matching roses for the top of the veil. Why Martha Stewart became famous instead of me, I’ll never know.
I totally should have sold this dress afterwards — I’d do it now but I think it’s too old to find a buyer. Since I busted it out of the box I’ve been thinking of cutting it up to make something new. It’s a lot of very small pieces, but don’t you think it would be cute if I could make a blouse or skirt or something to wear to FameThrowa’s wedding? Hm.
I almost forgot, until I got these photos out, that I changed my dress for the reception, into something with a more Indian flavour (Sir Monkeypants is Indian):
This one was beautiful, made from a traditional Indian wedding sari. I still have this one in the closet too, but I’m actually more attached to it – too attached to cut it up. It’s a top and a separate skirt and I actually wore the skirt part to a couple of fancy Christmas parties back before I had three babies and gained a muffin top. Still, I suppose I could let it out some. Too much for FameThrowa’s wedding? Hm.