That, my friends and neighbors, is a picture of the clock in my living room. Please note the time…it’s a.m. folks…on Sunday! My mom came to visit this weekend and that’s the time we had to get up in order to get her to the airport on time. Ugh.
It was a good visit though. We got to do a lot of the mom and daughter stuff that we don’t get to do since I live in another state. I showed her my mountain of wedding magazines (she gasped), my shoes for the ceremony (she loved them), and my dresses for rehearsal/other weddings/honeymoon (she approved). After that, we met with the ladies who’ll be my day-of coordinators, that went well. Then it was off to shopping. Since there’s absolutely nothing around here, we took the trip into Chicago. And. We. Went. Everywhere. I should let you know that I’m not a big shopper. Maybe I should say that I’m not a big in-store shopper. I feel like this is one of the reasons God created computers…why go to the store when I can buy all of my stuff while I’m making dinner and doing laundry?
Not moms though! We went here, we went there, we went everywhere (Dr. Suess anyone?). But it was good bonding time. We were looking for mother of the bride outfits and were singularly unsuccessful. She did find a superfly dress at Cache that won’t work for our wedding just because of the color, but the fit was slammin’ so I’m hoping that she finds another one that’s like it in a better color.
Speaking of Cache. There was an older lady who was trying on a sassy dress there that was close to being age inappropriate. Then I heard her say (I was totally eavesdropping) that she was getting the dress for her daughters wedding, then I about passed out. In the front, the dress was cut down to her belly button…and the back was all out. At that point I’m sure I was staring at her in disbelief. Here are pics of the dress:
Now it’s not that I don’t like the dress…it’s cute. But stop and think about your mom wearing this to your wedding…yeah, that’s what I thought. I just showed this to The Mister and he was like, that’s a great dress. Then I asked him if he’d want his mom wearing it to our wedding. This was him: well…uh…huh, huh… Yeah, that’s what I thought.
Have you and your mom talked about what she’s wearing to your wedding? How will the colors be in relation to your wedding colors? Are the moms (his and yours) matching?