11/06/2013 03:02 pm ET

A Letter To The Company That Ruined My Mother's Wedding Dress


Several years ago, my mother told my sister and I the story of her wedding dress. While we were at my Nonnie’s house in Connecticut, my sister and I noticed my mother and Aunite M wore the same wedding dress.

I asked if one of them had a shotgun wedding. My mom just laughed. No, she told me, we just both happened to fall in love with the same dress. Since the dress was rather pricey, they decided to go fifty-fifty on the dress and both wear it. My mother wore the wedding dress first; my Auntie M a couple months after. It fit them both perfectly, in “the sisterhood of the travelling pants” kind of way.

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