I have never been good at shopping for
clothes, so this was going to be a real challenge. I needed help from someone
who is good at making impossible things happen. My sister-in-law decided to start
with a reconnaissance mission to find the shop with the largest selection of
possible dresses to save me the leg work. The following day, she was having
coffee with a good friend and the forthcoming wedding along with my “Mission
Impossible” of finding a suitable dress that would not self-destruct in 15
seconds, came up in conversation!
It so happened her friend had a dress hanging
in her closet that likely she would never wear again. A year
ago, as mother of the groom, she had bought a beautiful dress for her son’s
wedding. Delighted to be of help, she happily gave me the dress. Despite the
two of us being different shapes and sizes, not to mention height, the dress
magically fitted me surprisingly well, and just needed shortening and a couple
of minor alterations. The colour, royal blue (my favorite colour) the style flattering
and the fabric very forgiving should I spill anything.
When strange things happen out of the
blue, things you cannot explain; is the universe trying to tell you something
or do you try to rationalize it as simply a string of weird coincidences? About
twenty years ago I made a shawl from royal blue chiffon, and painstakingly sewn
sequins and bugle beads (also in royal blue) in a swirling pattern each end of
the shawl. I had given this to a dear friend, who had kept it wrapped in tissue
paper in pristine condition all these years, only to find herself giving it
back to me as it went perfectly with the dress.
It’s amazing the transformation that
takes place when a professional does your hair and makeup. There appeared to be
several “Fairy Godmothers” hard at work ensuring this Cinderella would go to
the ball. Looking at my reflection in the mirror, I could hardly believe my
eyes. I have never felt so glamorous in my life. A BIG THANK YOU to all those who made this happen.
At a
wedding, the spotlight, as it should be, is undoubtedly on the
bride, and it is her special day to shine. Both mothers of the bride and groom
are expected to be dressed up to the nines, not to outshine the bride, but
subtle enough, setting them apart from the other guests. This ultimately ends
in women buying dresses special enough to meet the criteria which unfortunately
means she’ll more than likely never wear it again. Just imagine how many of
these beautiful gowns are hanging in wardrobes, sadly never to be worn again.
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