I have the distinct pleasure of wearing my mother-in-law, Sharon's, wedding dress at my impending nuptials on October 22.
She had it handmade in the 1970s with silk that her dad brought back from the Korean War. It's a darling 60s A-frame cut with an empire waist, boat neck, long sleeves and a big bow right in front.
Sharon first brought me the dress to see if I wanted to sell it at Lodekka. Mind you, I was not engaged to her son when she brought me the dress. I really loved it and decided to presumptuously hang on to it - just in case. About 2 months later, Brian and I got engaged.
The dress zips up at this point, but I have a little more work to do if I want to cut a rug in it. Wish me luck!
I'm currently on the hunt for the perfect wedding shoe. I found a pair that I adore, but they seem to be out of stock everywhere in the world.
Cute, right?
My friend, Vanessa, recently told me that I should NOT skimp on wedding shoes. I should find a pair that I absolutely love and just buy them. In that spirit, I'm going to keep combing the universe for these shoes. (They're size 7.5/38 UK Irregular Choice "Can't Touch This" in off-white, in case anyone wants to join me in the search!)
I got an email from Sharon a few days ago saying that she found her wedding headpiece bundled up and packed away in a suitcase. I can't wait to try it out. I don't typically wear things on my head, but I may just have to make an exception in this case.
I will have to figure out how to get it to stay on my head when those 30 MPH Oregon Coast gales kick in during the ceremony...


