Within weeks of getting engaged, my maternal grandmewether sent me her satin dress.
Look at the beautiful train - and the skinny minnie waist!
I also picked up ewe mother's dress.
Doesn't this vintage Alfred Angelo just say, "I'm a modern 70's bride!"????
And my paternal grandmewether was searching in her attic for hers. I immediately contacted a family friend who went to fashion school. She's a real-life fashion designer who had already sewn two wedding dresses (one for each of her sisters). I talked prices with her, I talked logistics, I talked inspiration.
I was ecstatic to move forward with scheduling an initial consultation.
*cue foreboding music*
Ever notice how much I cue the music? In another life I must have been a conductor.
Anydress, when I started the process, I thought the most difficult thing would be convincing Ewe Mom (as she now signs her emails to me) that what she considered to be her ugly 70's dress could be transformed into pure magic. The story has a happy ending, but all of the steps weren't as happy along the way! Stayed tuned for the next installment of the dress story.
Are you incorporating family dresses into your wedding? Are you wearing your mother's gown?
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