Well, since we live in Oklahoma, it's actually a snow/ice/sleet day. I was cooking non-stop to be prepared in case we lost power and the girls...well, the girls...were doing this.
Can I just say that it was weird to watch. I could almost picture them doing this on their wedding days. Helping each other get dressed. Straightening the train. Helping get the veil just right. I was torn between enjoying the moment and freaking the stink out.
Since I have my dress, veil, and flowers they had a lot of fun. I also have my mom's wedding dress. It is so 1970's. Growing up I always said I'd wear it. I tried it on all the time. I drooled over her picture and told her I couldn't wait to wear it. But then I got engaged. In 1994. And you know what? Her dress was soooo 1970's. So I got my own. And it was perfect.
Today each of the girls mentioned that they wanted to wear mine. I told them that would be neat but I would be fine if they chose their own. I think everyone should get to pick their own. Personalities are different. Styles are different. They are certainly individuals. I can't wait to see what they pick. And I want their daughters to play dress up with their dresses and say the same things.