My son is getting married in October and I’m thrilled. We love his fiancé. The engagement party was a big success, and the majority of the arrangements—the location, the caterer, the rehearsal dinner, the band—are taken care of.
There’s just one major decision left, and it’s stressing me out. I need to find a dress.
Unlike some of my friends, I don’t like to shop. I order a lot of my clothes online. Sometimes I run into Kohl’s or Chico’s and grab a few things to try on at home. If they fit, great. If not, it’s a quick trip back to return them.
I probably wouldn’t care so much if it weren’t for the photos. Many photos get looked at briefly and then disappear into an album or a Facebook folder somewhere. Wedding photos are different. These will be displayed on family mantels for years to come. I’d hate for my future grandchildren to ask me, “Grandma, why did you wear that ugly dress to mom and dad’s wedding?”
People tell me I’m worrying about this too much. And they’re probably right. In today’s world there are definitely more important things to think about.
Plus, I do have a personal shopper—a.k.a. my friend Debbie. I’ve known her since the groom-to-be was in second grade, and she’s helped me pick out dresses for bar/bat mitzvahs and weddings many times.
She’s tough. This is what usually happens: I show her something that’s caught my eye. She takes a quick look at it and utters one word: “No!” I tend to favor things that are loose-fitting, while Debbie prefers a more form-fitting silhouette.
I don’t always agree with her choices—she practically had to force me to buy the LBD I wore to my niece Elizabeth’s wedding a few years back—but she hasn’t steered me wrong yet. Her latest choice, which of course I fought tooth and nail, received rave reviews at my niece Gillian’s wedding last month. She’ll take good care of me this time as well.
If not, I’m sure Kohl’s or Chico’s has something I can wear.