“Confessions From the Mother of the Bride”

 “Confessions from the Mother of the Bride.”  Well, here it is, my “Mother of the Bride Dress”.  No, it’s not your conventional dress for such an occasion.  It’s very simple, but I loved it on sight.  It’s my favorite color and I liked how I looked in it.  If you like how it fits, that’s half the battle, right?  I did, however, promise myself that I would never wear a sleeveless dress as a ‘woman of a certain age.’  But I couldn’t resist!

So this much too expensive dress hung covered in my closet.  Because once this sleeveless wonder was altered, there was no returning it — it was mine.  While I had been prompt and organized throughout the wedding  process, three weeks out, I STILL had yet to alter my dress.   I finally bit the bullet, and took the dress to get fitted.  Measurements were taken, pins went in.  I picked it up, the dress was mine. Now it was time to do something about those arms.

Growing up in CA, I always had a tan.  I was a kid, and sadly, we never even wore sunscreen.  Here in New England, I always wear sunscreen, but sit outside a lot at the younger girls’ softball games — so I have a farmers’ tan.

I’ll just use some “sunless tanner,” I thought…Crazy as I have NEVER used the stuff…I generously wiped it over my arms.  “Huh!” I thought.  “Doesn’t work very well.”  —Until the next morning.  I awoke to HUGE patches of tan arms, and huge patches of white!

Soooo…How to remove sunless tanner from your skin?  Apparently there is a product for just that purpose.  I tried to find it locally, and had no luck.  What worked best for me?  Make-up remover facial wipes.  Kind of gives me pause that I must be using a product that has rubbing alcohol in it…  I’m going to be more careful about reading labels from now on.  Other home remedies include hydrogen peroxide, and body scrub such as St Ives.  (Above the lovely bride and groom, daughter Maggie and son-in-law, Robert)

SHOES – When I initially went dress shopping, the male personal stylist picked out navy blue patent leather pumps.  When I went back to the store to have the dress fitted, I had a female stylist help me.  She just shook her head “NO!” when she saw the pumps.  She ran down to the shoe department and came back with the flashy silver ones in the first picture.  I LOVED them!  She brought a 7 1/2, but decided there were too big.  I tried the size 7 and purchased them – being swayed by the stylist.

Then I began to worry.  “I’m going to be on my feet all day and night,” I thought.  Better go with the 7 1/2.  They were out of stock!!  I had just enough time to order and receive them before the wedding, YEA!  Of course I tried them on and walked in them.  Everyone knows to do that…

But what I DIDN’T do… was try them on with the pantie hose I chose to wear to the wedding.  I opted to wear the hose as I was still so pale from the winter.  Enter potential disaster…

The shoes were now too big with my feet slipping around with the lack of friction.  “I’ll just put some fashion tape on my heels and the balls of my feet,” I thought.  I had the tape too, but it never happened – distracted over some small item…  My walk down the isle was great – but when I was a few feet away from my seat, and after I genuflected, I ALMOST walked out of my shoes…rookie mistake to skip the tape.  🙂  But as a side note…my feet never hurt all night…maybe I DID get the right size…   (Below, my walk down the aisle with the groom’s handsome brother, Matt)

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