Earlier in the week, I researched online and found a place that takes donated wedding dresses and uses them to help brides who have breast cancer. (I'm unclear whether they donate the dresses to brides going through chemo, or if they sell the dresses and use the money to help women with cancer, or what.)
At any rate, I found this organization that sounded good, and I wanted to do something charitable with my wedding dress - as much as I loved the dress, as gorgeous as it made me feel.
So I packed the dress, train, and veil, and today mailed it all off.
DH and I agreed that it was sad. It was sad to let go of a dress that made me feel glamorous. A dress that, when he saw me in the store, made his heart stop a moment. A dress that held so many happy memories of a wonderful wedding.
Not that we have any use for it, or any space in which to keep the dress. Our retirement plan is to travel until we're tired and ready to settle down.
Plus I did get to wear the dress twice - for the wedding itself, and then at an early breakfast the next day, when I couldn't sleep and my luggage was still in the car and I seriously had NOTHING else to wear in our hotel room! So I put on the lovely dress, and had some tea and toast, and had strangers come over and ask if I was getting married and I'd answer, "No, that was last night!"
So, let me be a bit nostalgic and post some wedding pictures, to say goodbye to my wonderful magical dress, that went from Cinderella-ish for the wedding to hot sexy and sophisticated for the reception (the magic of a removable tulle train).
Goodbye, beautiful dress. I hope you make another woman feel as wonderful and happy on her special day as you did for me.