Category Archives: Bride/Groom Attire


My mom took my dress to have it dry-cleaned. In addition, she also had officially it preserved inside a little box.


That’s probably a good idea because I’m sure it would not have survived our closet and being squeezed between all the clothes. Plus the cats (unfortunately) really like lace and otherwise fragile-looking clothing.

I sent the photo to Gavin because I thought it looked so pretty. He jokingly responded,”So I should cancel the ‘Trash the Dress‘ photo shoot?” Funny, Gavin.

Evolution of a Wedding Dress: Part II

June 17, 2012- Final Fitting



June 2, 2012
It was finally the month of the wedding. My mom had been joking that she’d be following me down the aisle, still sewing the dress as I walked. But I knew she would finish it in time. This time the top was done. The lace had been integrated with the entire dress. It was breathtaking. (Second-to-last Dress Fitting)


I really didn’t want to take it off. It was so beautiful.


I had never seen a wedding dress like this before.


I also got to try out my cocktail veil. (Meagan and my mom had decided at the hair trial, which she also came to, that I needed to have a veil that was smaller for the reception. Some people have two wedding dresses; one for the ceremony and one for the reception. I have two veils. Much easier. Plus I want to wear this dress as much as I possibly can.)


May 25, 2012


May 9, 2012
If there was ever a fitting that would go down as the more dramatic and emotional, it was definitely this one. (Think: Scarlett O’Hara in Gone with the Wind when she rips the curtains down from the window to make a dress so she can look presentable when meeting with Rhett Butler to ask for money to save her family’s plantation. It was epic. I digress.)

My mom had tried out a new top for the dress (after about twelve different prior variations) – green was just the color of a different type of fabric not meant to be the final dress color. And I was having one of those days when, instead of articulating my thoughts like a normal adult human being, I just blurted out the first thing that came to my mind- which, in this instance, was a lot of different ways of saying, “I really just don’t like it.”

So she called my grandma and told her all about it. I followed her down to her studio and she- still on the phone- handed me a sharpie and told me to draw on the fabric where I wanted the neckline to be.


So I did. And then, while I was still talking to my grandma (she had since passed the phone to me), my mom cut into the dress – it was still on me – to the neckline I had drawn. We added the lace, and the skirt and then continued on with the rest of the dress fitting as per usual.


The skirt was gorgeous. I could imagine all the photos Gavin would take of it.


And the necklace was sparkly enough to have a presence but quiet enough as to not interfere with the dress itself.

May 7, 2012


Evolution of a Wedding Dress: Part I

April 7, 2012
More fittings, this time the train of the dress has scalloped lace sewn along the edges. So beautiful. It had really come a long way since last time I tried it on. We spent a long time discussing the top portion though. Something wasn’t right and so we worked on it further. I also tried on the veil. It was becoming very real.

March 31, 2012
We had another fitting and tried out several variations on the back (how deep it would go, how it integrated with the rest of the dress, etc.) We talked about sleeves and also worked out some ideas for jewelry.

Although the fancy necklaces were nice, I went for the more simple but sparkly one. It was a single diamond heart (probably cubic zirconia, otherwise I doubt my mom would’ve let me borrow it) on a simple chain. Done. I had earrings to match that Momma had given me several Christmases ago. Something old. Something borrowed. Two down; two to go.

February 26, 2012
The top of the dress took the longest. We tried so many different variations. Now that the Alexander McQueen sleeves had been killed by this point (thank Baby Jesus), we were working with a more manageable version. Still, I don’t know how many of permutations of this sleeve were made during the process of creating this dress.

February 22, 2012
Mom sent me some sketches for the sleeves.

February 11, 2012
Almost a year after Gavin asked me to marry him, I tried on my dress (the bottom portion) as it was finally together and I actually cried a little. It was so beautiful and I imagined walking down the aisle and I got choked up. Then I just started talking a ton of photos of my halfway-together wedding gown.

And the train. It wasn’t originally going to have one but then my mom added it in as an experiment and neither one of us wanted to let it go.

February 4, 2012 (Update on the Wedding Dress)
The bottom of the dress began taking shape. My mom cut into the real silk this time. It was a pretty big deal. My mom was really nervous that I wouldn’t like it because I’m such a perfectionist. I discovered that my mom is also a perfectionist so now I know where that came from.

August 28, 2011
We went back to the fabric district; this time for lace. (Lunch & Lace w/Mom)

July 29, 2011
My mom sent me MMS and email updates throughout the year, often whenever she did any major changes to the overall structure. (Helloooo Bridal Gown!!)

July 9, 2011
I gave her my measurements over SMS. I followed a tutorial online. Fingers crossed that the numbers were right. She began with a muslin fabric version of the dress though, using a basic dress pattern to start so it wasn’t taking a huge risk with the real silk. (Waist-Hip Ratio and Useless Celebrity Trivia)

June 29, 2011
I met my mom during lunch one day in the fabric district and we purchased the fabric for the dress- exactly one year before the wedding. (Six yards of silk and some tulle to go please. and Wedding Dress. Check.)

July 5, 2011
I made some more sketches (so did my mom) fter going to see the Alexander McQueen show, Savage Beauty at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. And so began the obsession with the sleeves.

June 27, 2011

I don’t remember why my parents had stopped by the apartment but they were there that day, with a yard of silk and a bag of different laces in tow. My mom started “draping.” I was both excited and nervous.

May 18, 2011
These are my sketches from one of the earlier discussions with my mom about my wedding dress.

The first conversation went something like this:

Me: “Hey, Mom- Do you remember when I was a little girl and you said you’d make my wedding dress someday?
Mom: “Yea…”
Me: “Can you still do that?”
Mom: “Oh. Uh, you still remember that?” (LONG PAUSE) “Are you sure you really want me to do that?”
Me: “YES!!!!!! Definitely.”