OK, today I constructed a two-layer, waist-length bridal veil with a rolled hem. I gathered it nicely and tacked it to a comb. Then I put it on. I've read that a woman doesn't feel like a bride until she puts on her veil. Well, I didn't feel like a bride. I felt like a big ol' fraud. Also like a big billowy fog monster. It turns out traditional bridal veils are Not My Thing. I guess I'm just too much of a tomboy, even now. So, it's back to the drawing board. Tomorrow I'll construct birdcage-style veils: one out of regular bridal illusion netting and another using French netting and some beads and feathers and whatnot. If the birdcage veil experiment fails, then I'll simply go veil-free.
Another thing: our photographer called today and said she'd broken her foot surfing and so could not shoot our wedding. However, she lined up one of the best photographers in San Francisco to cover for her, so we're not too troubled despite having really looked forward to having her do the shooting. Anyway, I'm hoping to talk with the sub photog soon.
Lastly: I found someone to give my wedding gown to after I'm done with it. I can't see keeping it, since having a daughter is pretty unlikely for me, and even if I were to have a daughter, if she were a daughter of mine she'd be horrified at having to figure out how to tell her dotty old mom that she won't be wearing her old yellowed gown at her wedding. On top of that, we have no storage for big bulky pieces of clothing we'll never wear again. So I'll be giving my gown away. The woman I offered it to is so thrilled that she pledged to pass it along after her own wedding. This makes me smile every time I think about it.
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Shun the veil! Be proud, be modern, be foofoo free!
Of course, knowing you, you will, with only a needle, thread, glue, and 27 cents worth of materials you found around the house, make something elegant and fab that you can actually wear on your head.
I was not so talented.
But there is no shame in being bare-headed. Gotta shake up those old Greek ladies just a bit, no?
Lisa
Yeah, I might have to go that route. May construct a little fascinator to wear if all else fails, and REALLY thumb my nose at tradition. Hey, at least I'm covering my shoulders... thanks for the encouragement!
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