Obviously I don't expect either of my daughters to wear or even love my wedding dress. But what exactly do you do with it? After 28 years of being boxed up and stored in the back of my closet, I have made a decision. The decision of what exactly to do with my dress. My Aunt Sharon is cutting it apart. YES! She is cutting it apart and making me two baby baptism gowns. Two daughters. {Grandbabies. Someday}. With the scraps. . . . . . Something for the girls to carry down the isle. I can NOT wait to see what she comes up with!
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