On Sunday, John and I took a trip back to Peace Valley Park, so I could get some changing leaves and great sunsets photos. I did get some lovely shots, like these... (click on any of the photos below to get a bigger and better view and some good details)
Then, I saw this...
WHAT????? Is she really wearing a wedding gown???
My sister told me that apparently this is the new thing to do after your wedding. Ruin your wedding gown in a fun way, because you're never going to wear it again. Brides jump in mud puddles and other crazy things (like roll around in a cold lake) .
I can't imagine my daughter doing this after her wedding, especially after all the money she spent to purchase her gown. (she won't and I'm sure you'll see a comment from her confirming this!!)
I, myself, had my wedding gown preserved, in case one of my daughters wanted to wear it when they got married. I should have realized when I married a man who was 6'2" tall (and I'm 5' maybe) that chances were, any daughter I had would be taller than me (Gina is 5'3" and Dani is 5'5")
Here's a blast from the past! My brother, Michael and me on my wedding day in 1981. Michael gave me away because my Dad had passed on the year before. I paid $250 for my dress, which probably equates to about $1,000 in today's dollars. I can't imagine ruining this lovely dress!
Anyway, I Just thought it was nuts! To ruin a perfectly good dress, even if you don't plan to wear it ever again. Maybe a future daughter might! Or use the material to make a First Communion dress or a Baptismal gown.