I've taken more than one stroll down the aisle.
The mother-in-law once confided in me that she was terrified she would never meet "Mr. Right." When she did and they decided to marry, she went all out:
I have a friend who wore her mother's wedding dress when she got married 23+ years ago. Daughters don't do that as often anymore. My mother married my father in a borrowed dress from a friend. I married the husband in a red dress. It seemed like a good idea at the time.
I wish I knew what happened to this gorgeous dress. It's not just a dress; it's a symbol.
