Upstairs above my wardrobe is a box with my perserved
wedding gown, veil and gloves from my wedding day in 2003.
As August slowly approaches in the horizon I get more curious about opening that box.
I feel like a little girl awaiting Christmas and knowing what she hopes to open that morning.
I really want wear the gown again for our vow renewal ceremony.
I have an idea of updating it.
But more on that later.
I originally had another gown for my wedding.
One that I had picked out with a couple of my bridesmaids.
We had traveled to a bridal shop that boasted
‘the largest bridal gown selection in the Mid-South’.
It was my first time to try on gowns and I fell in love with one.
It was pretty and I felt so pretty in it.
However weeks later I was looking through a bridal magazine
and fell in love with a Amsale couture.
Unfortunately it cost as much as my wedding.
My dad asked me if I wanted the wedding or the gown.
I really wanted the gown.
It was perfect.
Love at first sight.
(because you can experience that with a gown)
So I found a seamstress in town and brought pictures of the gown.
I picked out the fabric I wanted and she took my measurements.
The dress that originally was priced at $2700
I had made for my body for only $600
Best decision ever.
The other dress is still in my closet in a garment bag.
I’ll be honest I take it out and try it on every so often.
I like to pretend I’m a princess.
Nothing much has changed from
when I was a little girl growing up in England
with a photos of Prince William on my dressing table.
My mum found my tiara for me, a replica of Princess Diana’s.
When the original shoes I wanted for my dress were out of stock
I went for the extreme opposite with lots of bling.
I had long fingerless gloves and two different veils.
Long one for the ceremony and a shorter for the reception.
The jewelry my mum gave to me as a gift.
I changed into a custom tailored white suit for my ‘going away’ outfit
as my new husband and I drove off into the sunset.
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Photography: Angela Alexander Photography |
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Photography: Angela Alexander Photography |
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Photography: Angela Alexander Photography |
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*photography by Angela Alexander Photography of Little Rock, AR.