"I want to look like a princess. I want it sparkly and poofy and I want to feel wonderful in it. It's really going to be the centerpiece of our wedding. We're getting married in Napa on a hill overlooking a vineyard at sunset."
"Are you sure you want a princess style dress for a vineyard wedding? A lot of our brides go with a more flowy dress for outdoor weddings," said Camille.
Plus, you're too old for a princess dress with rhinestones and tulle thought Alice but decided she'd keep that tidbit to herself.
"Oh yes, I want a princess dress. We are renewing our vows and the first time I got married it was in an A-line dress with lace overlay which was all the rage in the seventies but now I want something princessy and over the top. You may only get married once, but you can fix everything that went wrong the first time when you renew your vows. Since Alice may never get married, this is my chance to plan a wedding."
I love how she always brings that up no matter where we go or who we are talking too. We couldn't just come and try on dresses without mentioning my very single status thought Alice.
"Okay, well, just give me a minute to pull some gowns and then we'll try on some dresses," said Camille.
"Isn't this fun Alice?" asked Gwen Ann.
"If you consider fun as poking your eye out than yes this is fun," I replied. I had promised Dad I would be good but that last comment about my singleness had gotten me where it hurts. My mother gave me the look so I added, "Yes it's fun Mom." This seemed to appease her.
"Maybe we should have you try on some dresses too. You might meet the man of your dreams when your father and I renew our wedding vows and then you'd be ready with a dress when the time came. Wouldn't that be wonderful?
"No mother, that would not be wonderful. I know everyone coming to the wedding and most of them are your age. Did you want me to marry someone Daddy's age? Besides, it would be wasting the sales clerk's time. Let's just make this day about you," I replied.
"Okay, okay but there will be a few people from Daddy's work attending that even I don't know yet. There might be someone. I keep hoping there will be someone. Where is Camille with those dresses?"
"How about I go look for her and see if she needs any help?"
"That's a great idea, dear," said my mother.
It really was a great idea because my patience was wearing thin and she hadn't even tried on a dress yet. This was going to be a long day.
As I left the room, Camille was just rounding the corner so I took a seat outside the room to await the first princess gown that my 60 year old mother was about to try on. I realize that at the ripe old age of 39 my mother has given up on me marrying but does she really need a princess gown. Even the Queen of England has given up princess gowns at her age and she's royalty.
The door opened and my mother emerged. She could barely get the dress through the door. What was I going to say about a dress that made my mother look like a withered cake topper?
Come back tomorrow for more fun!