Weekend Update
Still hobbling around like a crone. The worst thing is the fashion limitations! The only shoes I can get over my ace bandages would not win kudos from Patricia Field or her wardrobe avatar, Carrie Bradshaw. No Manolo’s here.
Speaking of fashion, I spent Saturday marathon shopping for wedding dresses with my daughter, who is getting married next year. Oh, to be young and thin. I’d even settle for thin. Everything, and I mean everything, looked terrific on her. And I swear, it’s not motherly prejudice. In a previous century she might not embody the ideal, but in this one she has the perfect supermodel figure.
This is our fourth or fifth dress expedition, and she’s finally found the one she wants. Describing it sounds like something out of one of my books, if I wrote historical romance: ivory tulle with gold Spanish lace and intricate beading, by Pronovias, of Barcelona! How’s that for romantic? I wish I could show you a picture, but these wedding companies bring out a new collection every year and they don’t always keep pictures of previous collections. Very annoying.
I wore a floor length Laura Ashley dress to my wedding. Remember Laura Ashley? Mine was white cotton with a high, Victorian neck and a ruffle at the bottom. I could have worn it to the beach as easily as to my wedding. With it I wore a silver and amethyst brooch that belonged to my grandmother, no veil, and a band of baby’s breath in my hair. Can you guess when I got married?
How about you? What did your wedding dress look like?
Speaking of fashion, I spent Saturday marathon shopping for wedding dresses with my daughter, who is getting married next year. Oh, to be young and thin. I’d even settle for thin. Everything, and I mean everything, looked terrific on her. And I swear, it’s not motherly prejudice. In a previous century she might not embody the ideal, but in this one she has the perfect supermodel figure.
This is our fourth or fifth dress expedition, and she’s finally found the one she wants. Describing it sounds like something out of one of my books, if I wrote historical romance: ivory tulle with gold Spanish lace and intricate beading, by Pronovias, of Barcelona! How’s that for romantic? I wish I could show you a picture, but these wedding companies bring out a new collection every year and they don’t always keep pictures of previous collections. Very annoying.
I wore a floor length Laura Ashley dress to my wedding. Remember Laura Ashley? Mine was white cotton with a high, Victorian neck and a ruffle at the bottom. I could have worn it to the beach as easily as to my wedding. With it I wore a silver and amethyst brooch that belonged to my grandmother, no veil, and a band of baby’s breath in my hair. Can you guess when I got married?
How about you? What did your wedding dress look like?
Labels: pronovias, shopping, spanish lace, wedding dress
posted by Annie Solomon at
9:35 AM
14 Comments:
I was neither young nor thin (compared to your daughter) when I shopped for a dress, so I quickly came to the distressing conclusion that traditional wedding dresses made me look like a roll of toilet paper. Hubby and I ended up getting custom made medieval wedding outfits in forest green, cream and gold. The wedding was, after all, in the Excalibur casino in Vegas :)
Jody W.
Only you, Jody!!! Please, please, please bring in pictures so we can see. I bet you both looked fantastic. If I was getting married again, I'd do it as John Crichton and Aeryn Sun from Farscape. Black leather and big guns...
How exciting! Weddings are definitely something to look forward to and finding the perfect one is never easy. (Jody's sounds really cute and personable too! I love the idea of a medieval wedding!)
My wedding dress looked like it belonged in a fairy tale, and I can still remember trying it on with my brown leather hiking boots.
Great picture, Missy. Love the contrast in my head between the fluffy lace dress and those dirt-crusted brown boots. I hope you wore them to the wedding!!
Hey Annie!
(waves madly from the Bandit lair)
I lOVE your blog! I went back to the beginning and read through all the posts. Now I want to know how to make Doodle soup, and I want to visit Doodle Soup Days in Bradford. My husband and I have a long tradition of going to small town festivals like this one and scoping out cool dinky little greasy spoon diners for when we have a free day and want a road trip within driving distance.
Ah, the wedding dress. Your daughter is gorgeous anyway, and I can just imagine how beautiful she'll be in that dress. I got married on a hill on my dad's farm, and my mom made my dress--a tea-length strapless ivory lace one.
My wedding was so hectic I can barely remember it. Not fun. If I had it to do over, I'd go to the beach, wear a pretty white dress I got at the mall, and have a barefoot-in-the-sand ceremony with a pretty bouquet and then a huge party! No stress, less money, more FUN!
I was young and thin, 19 and weighed 105. My dress was a winter white knit in a shell pattern, long sleeves and knee length. I wore light pink (dyed to my specifications)silk pumps of three inches in height. No Manolos back then, either. I also wore a pink pill box hat with a short veil. Can we say 1965? I couldn't begin to remember what jewelry I wore.
I cried all the way down the aisle and the minister, my DH's uncle, gave me his handkerchief when my nose started to run. Yes, I had to blow my nose during my wedding ceremony.
The dress sounds lovely. And I'm sure she's going to look lovely in it.
LOL on the idea of a Farscape wedding. Hee hee.
I honestly can't remember who made my wedding dress, and it's all boxed up upstairs. I do know that I was WAY thinner then.
Hi, Annie. Cassondra at our Romance Bandits blog told me about your post today.
Wedding dresses! You gotta love them because otherwise you'd snatch yourself bald-headed. Especially if you're helping your daughter buy one. But there's probably nothing so beautiful as a bride in her wedding dress.
Your Laura Ashley sounds as though you could've been married on the beach and gone barefooted!
My wedding dress cost $10 plus the fabric to make. It was the most simple, scoop-necked, long-sleeved, floor-length taffeta and the only pearls on it were the buttons on the wrist. My sister lent me $300 to have the wedding/reception so I was on a vry tight budget -- can you even imagine doing that now?
Oh, and I weighed 99 pounds (very big sigh, which was so NOT in in those days. The seamstress kept having to take the dress in at every fitting.
Oh, I LOVED hearing about all your dresses. Mary--the pillbox hat! Sigh. My daughter would love to get married in a pillbox hat. It's all coming back, can you believe it? And Cassondra--a hill on your Dad's farm dressed in strapless ivory lace? Another sigh. Hectic maybe, but way romantic. And Jo--I love the $10 dress and the $300 wedding. If only we could do that today! And Trish--yes, we were all much thinner then, weren't we?
Thanks all for sharing.
Oh, Jo's comment reminded me about losing weight before the wedding. I'm a small person anyway, but the weeks before the wedding I was the thinnest I've ever been. I lost down to 100 lbs. The dress was a size five, and it was almost too big by the time the wedding got there. Stress.
Hmmm. How come NOW when I'm stressed out, I EAT? And GAIN WEIGHT?
I loved hearing about all the dresses too.
Hey Cassondra, that would possibly have to do with (shudder) getting older. sniff sniff
Cassondra, I can't imagine you any smaller than you already are! You must have been tiny enough to blow away with a breath! And yes, getting older sucks. Big time. Ah...youth. When we were thinner and thought we knew everything. We're fatter...but wiser now.
I say go for the leather and big guns! Or no, that can be the bridesmaids dresses. Yes, and I think I'll forgo Pronovias and dress like Pilot. Lobster claws here I come.
Lobster claws and Rygel paws... OMG we could have so much fun...
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