Seems just like yesterday. Freddie and I were married in 1987.
We were both in our 30’s and now in our teens…. (immature…)…
I made the gowns for my Mother, my 2 Sisters-in-Law, and beaded my hat (which I regret wearing a hat to this day!). My Mom didn’t want me to sew, and we compromised: my gown was purchased and so were the two teen maids who were my nieces. My other Sisters-in-Law ‘insisted’ on sewing the little girls gowns. Whatever…
Yet, without further adieu, this is the gown I made for Mom:
My Father (who had big hands but a fine pianist and fiber artist) covered all of these buttons for me. Thanks, Dad!
You can see the slips peeking out at the bottom; thankfully, they did not show on The Wedding Day!
Detail again of the buttons over the lapped zipper:Detail of the lace on the hem:
Presenting my beautiful Mother:
Thanks for everything, Mom.
†Irene. I love you and miss you.