My husband and I were married in 1991. After the wedding, my dress went into a box. It moved with us a few times, but I didn’t really give it much thought until I had a daughter. I pulled it out once when she was little and let her try it on, then back in the box it went until she announced her engagement. Neither of us had any plans for her to wear it, in fact I’ll skip posting the photo of her when she tried it on here so she won’t kill me. I wanted her to have the dress that reflected her, not me. However, it occurred to me that it would never have another good reason to leave that box if we didn’t find something to do with it. My daughter and I started with the veil. She wanted to wear it, but she wasn’t excited about the giant 90’s white satin bow and wanted just the long layer on the bottom.
That was an easy fix. I put a rubber band around the bottom layer just below the bow, cut it off and sewed it onto a comb.
She wore the bow and remaining short layer to her bachelorette party. To be funny, of course.
Then there was the dress. We had corseting added to the dress she picked out, so we needed a cord to lace it up with. We decided I would make the cord from some of the satin from the skirt of my dress. That meant cutting it up.
I started out by cutting away the underskirt. Then I stared at it for a minute or two. I had no qualms about it, right up until that moment. Making that first cut was weird.
And then it passed. Any anxiety I had about it just disappeared, knowing it would be a part of my daughter’s special day in a way that honored the past and left a clear path to the future.
I cut several strips to make the LONG cord we needed for lacing up the dress.
I was a little worried about the two whites matching, but it was perfect.
I used another bit of it to make the pillow that went inside the beautiful ring bearer box my son made.
That left a whole lot of long, lacey skirt. We eventually decided it would make the perfect table cloth for the bride and groom’s sweetheart table at the reception.
By the end of the night it has fallen victim to lemonade, tea and frosting. And it was glorious.
I have some of the dress left, which I put away for another project in the future. I couldn’t be happier we were able to use it for my daughter’s wedding. So much better than another 24 years in a box!
And with that, we can say goodbye to Wedding Wednesdays. I hope you all enjoyed reading about our adventures as much as I liked sharing it with you!