[VermiciousKnid]

Your post made me giggle with a fond memory.

When I announced my engagement to my family, my grandmother immediately went up to the attic to fetch my mother's wedding gown. She proudly brought it downstairs and commanded me to try it on for size.

"But Grandma, Mommy's gown won't fit me!" I squeaked.

"Certainly it will. You are very trim," she said.

Oh yes, I'm very trim -- and I was even trimmer before I had children, but the waistline wasn't the problem. You see, my mother was 19 when she married, is all of 5'2" and weighed approximately 100 pounds on her wedding day. She had no bust to speak of back then and her shoulders required no more than a size 2 in order to cover them. I, on the other hand, was 27 years old, stand 6 feet tall, weigh in at 140, have a 38" bustline and shoulders that require a size 12 to cover. (I have a hard time finding clothes that fit me well...)

I couldn't even button the first button on Mommy's gown. Grandma had this to say: "My goodness! When did all THIS happen to you?"

It's too bad, actually. I would have loved wearing it; it was very beautiful...Nevertheless, a few years later we put my mother's gown to good use by making it into Christening gowns. My boys looked SMASHING in them!

Regards,

[annyokie]

I used the scrapes from my wedding gown to make my boys Christening gowns and had my grandmother crochet lace on the slip, from the linen on the lining of my dress.