I was so honored to be there with this “second daughter” of mine. I am not her biological mother, but in many ways our closeness couldn’t be more Mother & Daughter. She is also best friend to my daughter and the sister neither of them had. As a mom I have plenty of extra advice, comments, suggestions and in this case lots of ooohs and aaaahs, and Lena wanted to hear it all.
On to the fitting room, where I fastened each dress and then retrieved it for the assistant to hang up. One hook for “possibles”, one for “no way will I wear that.” Several of the styles suited her, and there were two very nice ones that she was beginning to think she would have a hard time choosing between. And then she donned The Dress.
The Dress was gorgeous, elegantly flattering, the perfect cut and flow. The gathering beneath the bodice was worked to perfection, creating an illusion of an even smaller waist, gracing the hips perfectly letting the romantic chiffon panels flow down softly to the floor. As she stepped and turned, the panels slightly parted to reveal smooth satin underneath the outer material. She traded the single, flowered strap for two simple spaghetti straps and voila – the perfect dress for her destination beach wedding. You know it’s The Dress when you simply don’t want to take it off. Ever.
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