When my girls were little, I lived to make them dresses. The joy of my life was to get a Storybook Heirlooms catalog in the mail and drool over the beautiful dresses they sold. Then there would be a prompt planning meeting between my sister Colleen and I, and several follow up phone calls between our trips to the fabric stores. We were determined. Our girls would have the prettiest dresses on the planet. And we would accomplish this with as many hours at it took to make it happen.
By mid year of Jessica's kindergarden year of school, she came home with a frown on her face one day. When I asked her what was wrong she said, "No more pretty dresses Mom!" I said, "Honey, why not? You look beautiful when you wear them to school?" She replied quite descriptively. "My teacher puts her hands on my shoulders and walks me around to the other teacher's to show them my dresses, and tells them that you make them. I don't like it!"
So as you can imagine, it was the icing on the cake to dream of making my daughters their wedding dresses one day. When Frankie proposed to Jessica last August, we got right to work on the planning. In September I flew into Detroit and Jessica and I went immediately out dress shopping. It was a mother's dream to see her daughter's smile while trying on dress after dress. Many were very pretty but we just kept our idea pad filling up while we tried them on. Then the sales lady brought out the most expensive dress the shop sold. (we both felt bad for wasting her time, but hoped to at least send the bridesmaids in to purchase from her)
And there it was. Jessica's face lit up with a beautiful smile, and we both saw rhinestone heaven on this dress.
|I kept snapping photos with my eye on the details of this dress. Lots and lots and lots|
of details. And a price tag to go along with it.
Shortly after this trip home was my neck surgery. I HAD to feel better to even attempt this dress.
|Sorry you are not in the picture Tat, you must have been taking the only picture I have of this day.|
As soon as my neck was healed enough to get started, I dug out the fabric, it was Dec 10. I printed out the photos of the store bought dress, and got my plan of action started.
|After the embroidery was done I cut out each piece of the bodice and began to rhinestone it|
|This is all of the bodice pieces layed flat|
|A Close up of the embroidery in silver thread and some of the beginning rhinestoning.|
|Next I spent a couple of afternoons hand beading the embroidery of the dress|
|I was a weee bit overwhelmed at this point.|
After a few days, here is what I had come up with:
|When I started to try to recreate the picture of Jessica's concept skirt, Mark spoke up. We didn't like it|
Jessica was a young enough bride, we didnt' want her skirt to look like "Miss Muffit!"
In February we had Jessica come out for one more last round of fittings. Jessica, Julie and I also made a very fun day trip into New York city on the train. We were set out to find just the right rhinstone trim that would make the belt of Jessica's dress and trim the top. It was freezing cold, but there was no stopping us. On that day we also found Julie's prom dress and my dress to wear at Jessica and Frankie's wedding.
So now you all get to know the big huge secret I had to keep for the past several months.
We could not love Frankie more. He is just the man we prayed for all of those years when we prayed for our daughter. He is kind, caring, gentle, and smart. He loves our daughter just like we dreamed he would.
Here are some of the professional pics from Jessica and Frankie's wedding. Thank you to Sarah McCoy Photography.
|I used the train of my wedding dress to make the flowers in this bouquet on Jessica's train.|
|Happily Ever After begins now.|