I’ve marveled at its transformation. At first, a lovely, albeit, large garment that – on a hanger – mesmerized my daughter. Yet, the gown was a one-of-a kind, the design no longer available. When Emily slipped into the over-sized dress, the shopkeeper gathered the excess material with large clips fastened down its long back zipper. Even with this awkward fit, Em could see the possibilities of this dress - the details of which have been removed from this post to keep the audience guessing! Trust me, the dress emits the casual elegance that fits the little-bit-country, little-bit-classy design of the event. A milieu chosen by the future bride and groom.
The first dressmaker to assess the necessary alterations told us - yes, the dress could be refitted, but no- she was not the one to do it. Yet she knew a gal who might give it a try. So we traveled a few hours north to Lowell, MA to meet Jenn, a full-time tailor for Nordstrom’s who majored in the fine art of textiles the way some people major in the fine art of painting – or writing. She didn’t consider Em’s over-sized gown too much of a garment to tackle. Instead she said, “I can’t wait to get my hands on it.” That’s exactly what the MOTB needed to hear.
Jenn had “rebuilt” other gowns. The most recent had to be expanded – for a pregnant bride. Compared to that, Em’s would be a cinch – for a girl who sews the way Alicia Keyes sings, that is. Lots of measuring, ripping of ALL seams, relocating of darts. Like I said, rebuilding.
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