I’ve never been a good clothes shopper.
Just ask my sister, Jan, who would painstakingly shop for the perfect outfits while I was off swimming, riding my bike, and hanging out with my friends. But when I needed something to wear, I’d go directly to her closet to find it. Needless to say, it would drive her crazy.
Last year, before my refashioning obsession and since I live 1800 miles away from my sister now, I shopped for months to find the perfect dress for my daughter’s Rustic Chic Wedding. I finally took the easy route and settled on a simple black dress.
Today I accidentally made my dream Mother of the Bride dress, almost one year later. The colors and style would’ve been just right!
I started with this thrift store dress. Not really that bad in the fit department, but I think with a few minor adjustments…
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