Yes, she did. On Saturday I had a lovely time in Boston wedding dress shopping with both daughters. The day was orchestrated by maid of honor daughter Ashley. I met her for lunch and shopping while waiting for bride daughter Erin to arrive from NY. The l’elite bridal was the perfect place for this special event. We had a wonderful experience and inside of two hours, she did say yes to a beautiful dress. (Yes I had a few tears – there’s nothing like that moment when you see your daughter in a wedding dress for the first time.) We ended the day with dinner and martinis at a favorite restaurant. It was the day every mother dreams of with her daughters…
This day actually started last Thursday this way:
Text between bride daughter and me:
Randomly, I get this:
Bride Daughter: We need to discuss how classy and modern u will look this weekend.
Please leave biker chick or rock star at home for one day.
Me: U r insulting
Bride Daughter: Good u got the point then. Just be gorgeous and pick out your most up to date outfit.
Me: My black n white leggings are clean!
Bride Daughter: Shut the front door. That will not happen Rhianna.
Also no fancy holiday nails.
Stick to basics. Less is more.
Me: They are green. And staying that way. They match my new glasses.
Bride Daughter: Well then the rest of u will be black.
No purple boots or combat kickers.
Ashley said u had on nice ones last time.
Me: Nice what?
Bride Daughter: Boots
Those are approved.
And it just got better….
Maid of Honor Daughter, Ashley accompanies me to a store I wanted to go to while we waited for Erin. For a year I had been perusing the Soft Surroundings catalog and was excited to see a store right there in Copley. I told my daughter this store has my style as she pulled me out of oncoming traffic saying, “Can’t wait to see this!” Once in the store I immediately gravitated to a green velour top trimmed in satin that just shimmered. (And we all know how I am about sparkly stuff.) I said it would be great for Xmas. Ashley hung it back up saying, “Um…no, I don’t think so.” Then she found a gray sweater that she said would be perfect for me. Well, it did have some bling trim and a bit of black leather, so I agreed to try it – but I told her to bring the green one, too. She said she was hoping I had forgotten about that one.
In the dressing room I put the green one on. She and I are going to the Nutcracker next month and I thought it would be perfect. She said, “Mom. Take that off. You look like Stevie Nicks – oh where is my sister?” Then she took a pic of me in it and texted it to Erin with a “hurry and get here message.”
What’s wrong with Stevie Nicks?
I really liked the gray sweater she picked out and bought it. Ashley was relieved to already know what I would be wearing to the Nutcracker.
Now some might think I might be offended by these conversations. And maybe a few years ago I would have. I feel differently now. Hey – it’s better than being predictable and boring where my outfits to these events wouldn’t even be a second thought. I may not give credence to what others think of my choices, but it’s different when it’s my girls. They are the mirror that gives me the best reflection. They are the best friends I truly trust. And vice-versa. Bride daughter wouldn’t have picked anyone but her sister and I to help her make the biggest fashion choice of her life today. The three of us are blank canvasses. The art that is produced by our clothing choices is very different. It is these differences that bring us to the level of trust we share.
And so, as another day goes by, I give thanks for my girls – my best friends – who have informed me that I’m not allowed to shop without them for a mother-of-the-bride dress and they will have a hairdresser and make-up artist for me on the big day – lol – and…I have written.
Too funny! Glad you all had a good time! (I wouldn’t mind a makeover….) 🙂