It's curtains for my bridesmaids (From Salisbury Journal)
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It's curtains for my bridesmaids
9:00pm Friday 28th September 2012 in New Forest News By Karen Bate
PHEW, I am so relieved... I think.
Has anyone ever had to find three cute-but-edgy bridesmaids’ dresses for one teenage tomboy, one teenage fashionista and one teenage traditionalist?
Well, all I will say is that my marriage has to last forever because I am never going through this again.
It hasn’t been the girls causing me problems – they have been completely open-minded – it has been me. I have been more than a little bit obsessed with a visual in my head that I have been unable to find in real life.
God knows how many hundreds of hours I have spent dragging the poor Teen (who hates shopping) around various high streets to find something we both like.
I have been Googling so long into the night that my skin has turned grey and my eyes have turned black.
LOML put a stop to it all last week, just as I was going to hand over my credit card details to a Texan seamstress.
“This is ludicrous. She has a four-month waiting list, she lives in Texas, we are getting married in the coldest month of the year.
“Frankly you really have lost it if you are going to spend that much money on three dresses that you won’t even be able to return if you decide they are wrong.
“It’s not a Paris fashion show, it’s our wedding day. Get a grip.”
For once I conceded (they weren’t quite right anyway), but not before popping one more little search into Google. And then, as if by magic, Dig for Victory appeared on my screen, a frock shop in Brighton.
The LOML dropped me and the bridesmaids outside this tiny shop, but once inside it was like stepping into Mr Ben’s magic changing room.
We were dazzled by realms and realms of material, many centuries old, and within an hour we were done. Styles sorted, material chosen.
Over drinks on the pier we pored over the material samples.
“Is this material old curtains?” cried the traditionalist.
“Yes mum, it’s not quite right,” said the tomboy.
“Well I think it’s cool,” said fashionista.
LOML turned a rather funny colour and asked me if they were joking and then shook his head, a lot.
What does he |know?
Frankly, he has no business getting involved with textiles.
