I wore a green scarf because it was cold, but took that off later. My dress was actually a lot like olivesmarch4th’s, only it had green embroidery as well as the green accents. I loved the simplicity, that it laced up the back, and that the train was minimal. I didn’t really want a traditional wedding dress, but it meant a lot to my mom, and the Superhero and his groomsmen were in Prince Charlies and kilts (and Chuck Taylors), so it might have looked a little out of place had I been wearing a cotton sundress or something.
The dress I really wanted was green, but I never found it (I was hoping to find something I could wear again). So I settled for white with green accents, and, though I’ll never find occasion to wear it again, loved it. It came with detachable spaghetti straps and I decided to wear it without the straps. I had planned to take a tuck in the bodice to turn it into more of a sweetheart neckline, but never ended up finding the time. Oh, well. It’s still a pretty dress, and I plan to donate it to Brides against Breast Cancer when I get around to it (it needs cleaning; has lots of grass stains and goose poop on the hem! One of the reasons I got the trim in green, haha).
I was 22. I looked like a big meringue. That’s one reason not to marry young; it’s not what I would have picked five years later. It was vaguely Victorian, with my mother’s floor-length veil on top. My mother and grandmother stitched beadwork onto the train like madwomen for three months beforehand.
This is sorta what mine looked like. Bateau neckline, long sleeves (mine were of the mutton-leg type), with cutout lace accents at the hem (none on the skirt, though, like in the pic).
I got married last November, during the remnants of Hurricane Noel. Thankfully we had planned everything entirely indoors.
I chose a Maggie Sottero design I had seen on her website. It loved it immediately, and it took a LOT of searching to find. My dress shop actually ordered a sample in special for me just so I could try it on. I had an alternate or two just in case, but I loved the color so much. It shows up very shiny in the pictures, in person it’s more muted and coffee-like. This is a good full shot of the dress from the back.
And here are the girls . The whole event was green/brown and the flowers had bits of orange in there to give them spice. I was against it at first, but the florist won and she was right.
Oh and here’s one with the husband . He is wearing his “polite company” smile.
Hmmm, I’m so cheap, mine was rented. My ex always said I should have been a guy, what with my lack of interest in decorating and frugal approach to high-expense items. I couldn’t justify to myself spending a lot of money on a gown to wear just once, not even when I tried to wrestle my nature to submission.
My mom sewed it and it was a pretty simple dress–a regular dress pattern, not a wedding dress pattern. It had princess seams all the way down, long sleeves with several pearl buttons at the wrists, a scoop neck (not low-cut) with some lace at the neck and wrists. It was white silk crepe-de-chine and so sheer that my mom made an under-dress out of cheaper silk, and then I had to wear a bought slip under that. I borrowed my friend’s long veil and wore white satin heels (remember those dyeable shoes?).
It was simple but lovely, and I got a lot of compliments. I was 22, and didn’t look at all like a meringue.
This is my dress, but in a dark blue satin brocade with silver and white cherry blossoms.
The rest of the ceremony was really very casual–we got married in the courtyard at a little movie theater and showed The Princess Bride–but that dress was unbelievable.
My wedding was outdoors, in Florida, in late May, in the mid-90’s. So when I was looking, I bought the second dress I tried, because it was off the shoulder, and it was a hi-lo design (just below knee length in front, skimmed the ground in back), it wasn’t very much money, and it fit perfectly without alterations. I did have a few tweaks done to it, though; had the sleeves shortened to just at the elbow, brought the back up just a tetch so it didn’t drag the ground. It was your traditional wedding dress in every other way, though, with tons of lacework and beading, and white satin.
Mine was, too. But I did really really love the dress, so my husband bought it for me. He told me after the ceremony. At the time I was really thrilled, because I felt like the dress was MINE. Now, almost five years later, I’ve given it to my MIL to take to a consignment shop. I just will not have room to store it when I move to Boston in 20 days.
Medieval wedding. My wife designed and made her own dress, based on dresses painted by Cranach (the Elder). (She also designed the bridesmaids dresses, and my similarly themed early C16 germanic outfit).
