Two years ago I caught the bouquet at my sister's wedding. It wasn't so much me "catching" it as me crouching down in the back of the group of overly-ambitious ladies-in-waiting and the bouquet smacking me in the face. Everyone thought my sister did it on purpose but she swears otherwise. Charlie and I are getting married on January 14, 2012—almost exactly 3 years after my sister. I guess the bouquet knew what it was doing.
Having a degree in fashion design is kind of a curse because I realize that the quality I expect in a wedding dress far exceeds the extent of my budget. So I’ve decided that my mom and I should make it. Sandy, my mom, has been sewing our smocked and Heirloom dresses since the beginning of time—every big occasion in my life my (baptism, 1st communion, high school graduation) has included one of her beautiful heirloom dresses so it seems appropriate that she would pull through this time too. And if she’s nice I might not lock her in the windowless make-shift sweat shop of a broom closet. If we don’t drive each other completely insane, which honestly wouldn’t take much because we’re a stone’s throw from certifiable as it is, this could be a fun experience! I hope you enjoy reading this blog and following our attempt to spin some wedding dress gold. And don’t bring up the whole first-born child thing—I’m sure Sandy’s already started knitting that elephant blanket she found hoping that I would become an Alabama fan for the children we aren’t having for 5 years…
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