Some girls wear their mother’s wedding dresses.
But some girls are pressured into wearing their soon-to-be mother-in-law’s old stained dress.
So what does the bride want done?
Well, remove the basketball sized sleeves and use all those covered buttons down the back of the dress, remove every single lace motif and save for future projects, remove every single pearl and discolored sequin and save them for some future project…OK
Then, open up all the seams to get the fit right …OK
Narrow the straps and move front and back pleats to the side seams…OK
Make a new bustle that will clear the floor for dancing…OK
Remove the netting petticoat…OK
Straps will be narrowed.
Move front pleats
Move back pleats and test a 3-point bustle
With all the lace and beads and sequins removed except for the top edge and straps that will be saved…here is is:
OK…all pearls and sequins removed and saved, all lace motifs removed and saved, petticoat removed…now what?
The bride says she wants the entire dress covered in new lace fabric...great. She plans a family trip to Fabric Depot in Portland to select her perfect choice. She returns to present me with her choice.
This is what she fell in love with…is it lace fabric? No, it is netting with thick fake flowers and more pearls and bugle beads.
Can anyone cut and sew through this?
What WAS going to be a simple challenge measuring and make new lace panels will now require taking the whole dress apart and using it as a pattern to get the flower placement correct and away from seams. Also I have to use the scalloped edges of the new fabric in the best was possible to highlight it.
This is the furthest thing from my mind of a dress make-over. When asked what the date of the wedding is, the answer from the 5 family members she brought with her…”we don’t know…maybe next year.”
I wish I could share the tension in the room when I had 6 ladies all shouting their opinion about what should/could/would be done on the dress. Eventually after 90 minutes of this circus, I heard a soft knock on my studio door from Mr. Mole.
He whispers through the opening, “there are 3 kids running amok in the cul-de-sac alone.” Then a couple of the women jump up and run out the door as the three toddlers they left in the 3 huge trucks parked outside finally got bored and let themselves out to run screaming.
Yes, there are days I want to run screaming too. Just a good thing I have Mr. Mole to remind me that better days are ahead when I retire.
Wherever you live, I hope this weekend brings good weather and time to relax planting seeds or raking leaves or pulling weeds…nature…it’s good medicine. Thanks for visiting!