I have mentioned that it’s thanks to Emma I have rediscovered my joy of sewing and dressmaking in particular. But now it’s time to share the first set of bridesmaids dresses I made. Before we go any further it was the eighties, OK, the eighties!
My sister was getting married and she loved me so much she thought she’d share the
stress joy of preparing for the day. I got to make the bridesmaids dresses, just the three thankfully. And as compensation I would get to wear one of them….
Imagine it yellow satin, yellow lace, BIG underskirts, puffed sleeves, yup all that plus big bows. And still the cute (young) cousins managed to pull it off. Although I think looking at Becca’s face she knew she’d regret the decision 🙂
Cousin It made an appearance in net underskirt with hoop (again it was the EIGHTIES).
I can confirm it was itchy, heavy and just a little over the top but we managed to smile through it. OK maybe we didn’t. In fact I am sure Victoria is actually asleep and the dress is holding her up!
I will confess at the time I though the dresses were wonderful and the gloves well they were just so, so, Madonna! I loved the creative process and the technical challenge of a dipped waist gathered dress (we’re all hiding them with our flowers). Here we are with the Bride and Groom. I hope I haven’t traumatised you too much 🙂