Monday, August 6, 2012

What to Do With an Old Wedding Dress

I've been wanting to take a picture of each of my twin girls sitting in my wedding dress while they're still small enough that it looks cute and not weird.

I pulled out my dress box which had been heirloomed and sealed shortly after my wedding—I literally had not laid eyes on my dress since I got it cleaned and packed. I was afraid of what I might find . . . moths? water stains? dingy lace? But the dress was in pristine condition. Heirlooming is worth every penny! I can't remember exactly how much it cost way back then, but I do know it was over $100 and seemed like an absolute fortune to my poor, newlywed self.

I was married during the month of August, and since this past weekend not only ushered in August but some nice weather as well, I thought it would be a good time to go outside and snap some pictures.



My 12-year-old daughter felt left out and wanted me to take her picture in the dress. I told her that she was too big, that she would look more like a hillbilly teenage bride in an ill-fitting frock than a cute kid dressing up in her mother's gown, but she insisted.

Kind of weird, I admit, but posing in my old dress made her happy.

Then the bee showed up . . .






Now that's weird.



Dinner last night: pork loin roast, roasted veggies and gravy

Exactly two years ago:

Exactly three years ago:

Exactly four years ago:



5 comments:

Katherine said...

Okay, this makes me kinda of wish I was having a girl. No one will ever care about my old wedding dress. In fact, I wonder where that dress is...

Jennifer Arens said...

saw this idea on pinterest too:) Your description of a teen hill billy cracked me up!

red said...

Great post, laughed out loud on that one, think I startled the guy at the desk next to me...

Jill said...

I used to get my wedding dress out every year on our anniversary and put it on. Each year I'd get a big smile from my husband or children or whoever was around. Especially on the years when my belly was big and pregnant with one of our four children.

Karen Peterson said...

I think that's so adorable!

And I totally get why your 12-year-old wanted in on it. I'd feel left out too!