



has a small tear in it and stains from party goers at my wedding
spilling on my dress (near the bottom) as we danced at our reception.
yet I love it. I love that the very last time it was worn was at my wedding reception.
I love that I remember how it was torn and who tore it (quite by accident).
I love that I remember the complete and utter happiness I felt that day.
it was the most fun I ever had.
3 comments:
That is so beautiful what you wrote. I didnt dry clean mine either(only been 8 years for me so far) but i love how it still tells a story. :0)
I love the story behind this!!!
beautiful dress/shots & memories!!
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