Above all, when I look at my mom in photos from decades ago or pictures taken only hours before, it's her eyes that I love. Her hazel tinted eyes reveal her true feelings or honest reaction to a story. There is no way that my mom can hide how she feels when she is around others. If you know her well, you know what she is thinking.
As my mom pulled the fabric, looking for a little extra give, I wanted to turn around and study her face. Here was her youngest daughter, wearing her wedding gown. And, while I may have been a little tipsy from a couple Bell's beers, I still knew at the moment how special it was.
So, the dress hunt will continue. I plan on using my mom's dress in some form but it may look completely different than the dress she wore. Either way, wearing something made out of the gown my mom wore seems pretty kick ass. Any ideas or suggestions are welcomed. I am clueless when it comes to dresses...as you can see.
