The girls discovered my wedding dress in the guest coast this weekend. It has some greying and stains from the fire and definitely still “smells like the fire”, but I’m still so happy to have it because I would have loved for the girls to be trying on my old prom dresses this weekend while we searched for HOCO dresses.
They convinced me to try it on 20 years later. It was hilarious.
Don’t be deceived, it doesn’t zip. Not even close. Not even close to close. Reese used the words “if I pull any further I’m afraid you’ll pass out” and Quincy asked if zippers can break under pressure. Hahaha we had a good time though. Reese put it on and made me weep. I was 18 when I bought my wedding dress. She is not far behind, so it fit her teen bride body much more accurately than my “almost 40” body. I loved both.
I took a cute little interview video of Reese telling me that her future husband will be funny, in tune with the Spirit, loving, and obedient and they would marry in the Bentonville temple and, of course live nearby forever. It’s the cutest,
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