Posted by Jenny, the bloggess
This weekend I was at a vintage shop in Galveston and in an old armoire I saw a glimmer of satin. I'm a whore for satin. I started to pull it out and out came more and more and more champagne colored satin, with small bits of lace and pearls. It was a wedding dress. A 1940's...30 pound...slightly decomposing...wedding dress. The shopkeeper absentmindedly named her price. Forty dollars.
My husband and I looked at each other with wide eyes and stage-whispered "FORTY DOLLARS!" to each other except that he meant it like "Holy shit, can you believe she thinks anyone would spend $40 on this moldy wedding dress?" and I said it like "Holy shit, can you believe anyone would let this go for only $40?" We fought about it for about 15 minutes before I finally realized he was an idiot as far as vintage wedding dresses were concerned and handed the shopgirl my credit card. Every time I open the closet I see the dress and smile, wondering who wore such a beautiful gown. Every time Victor opens the closet he looks at this giant wedding dress and grunts passive-aggressively while giving me the stink-eye.
I may have to wear it to my second wedding.




It's stunning. SO worth the $40.
Posted by: anniemcq | August 13, 2008 at 05:55 PM
I used to work at a wedding shop. I loved running my hands along all of the dresses. The other girls and I would try them on after we closed up. It wasn't the dream of marriage so much as the feel of the softest fabrics and the look of that spectacular girl looking back at you from the mirror. So much fun playing princess...
Posted by: Sugar | August 13, 2008 at 05:56 PM
$40? You couldn't buy the fabric for $40. Amazing, and gorgeous. I'd sleep with it. Screw the husband.
Posted by: califmom | August 13, 2008 at 06:05 PM
I would be wearing it now, if I had bought it. You're wearing it now, right?
Posted by: Rhi | August 13, 2008 at 06:06 PM
Let him rip it off you and he won't be so skeptical that's all I'm saying...
Posted by: badgerbag | August 13, 2008 at 06:10 PM
I'd be wearing that all the time, grocery shopping, picking up the kidlet, visits to the therapist. Screw that "don't wear your wedding dress after the wedding" crap (that's a rule, right?). And califmom is right, you couldn't buy that lace for 40 bucks.
Posted by: motherbumper | August 13, 2008 at 06:14 PM
Came over from your tweet, then tweeted you, THEN came back and saw it was you who bought it! Gorgeous!
Posted by: Kaza | August 13, 2008 at 06:16 PM
I love you people.
I'm printing this out and pinning it to Victor's chest.
Posted by: Jenny, Bloggess | August 13, 2008 at 06:16 PM
Ohhh, it's gorgeous! Grace Kelly!
The real question in my mind is, how did you get your husband to go shopping with you to someplace other than Home Depot?
I would have bought it, then hid it in the back of my car or something and then slowly moved it to a visible location. Then when my husband asked about it, I would say, "Oh, that thing? I've had that for years!"
That's how I sneak new shoes in the house.
May have been a bit more tricky in this situation, given the size of your purchase.
Posted by: blissfully caffeinated | August 13, 2008 at 06:23 PM
oh. good lord. it's fucking FANTASTIC.
Posted by: debbie | August 13, 2008 at 06:46 PM
you are awesome. i will look at my mother's wedding dress with fresh eyes.
Posted by: magpie | August 13, 2008 at 06:50 PM
Is that off the shoulder 3/4 length sleeve lace? OMG I LOVE it. LOVE it.
Posted by: Nic | August 13, 2008 at 06:54 PM
That's cheaper than a crappy pair of jeans! Hell yes, I would be wearing that thing to scrub sinks, take the kids to school, and volunteering in a wealth of good deads. It's stunning. For real.
Posted by: foradifferentkindofgirl (FADKOG) | August 13, 2008 at 07:27 PM
Also, I apparently kill those I volunteer for. I kill them good. I'm the Volunteer Angel of Death.
Then I go do good deeds.
Yep...
Posted by: foradifferentkindofgirl (FADKOG) | August 13, 2008 at 07:28 PM
Um - I was totally promised this post would appear 97 more times. What a rip off. (but the dress is nice)
Posted by: nonlineargirl | August 13, 2008 at 09:07 PM
That is the most amazing wedding dress that I've almost -not in person- seen! It looks absolutely stunning. What is truly amazing is that stylistically (is that a word?) it could be worn today. In my opinion.
Enjoy!!
Posted by: Desiree | August 13, 2008 at 09:37 PM
Totally awesome find.
Saw this last night via your tweet. (sounds dirty) Tweeted back. (I'm 12 cause that makes me giggle) Went to bed last night and started dreaming I was at my wedding. It was bad because 1. my husband bought me a ribbon to tie around my finger instead of a diamond which is just NOT going to cut it. I'm no priss but I'm pretty sure a ribbon is not what I want. and 2) And most importantly, none of the food or booze showed up for the wedding. I spazzed as the wedding march started because "where the hell is my cake and booze".
Posted by: WhenSheWorePonyTails | August 14, 2008 at 05:16 AM
Yes- it's gorgeous. Clean house in it. Sex him up in it. Go to work on the bus in it. It's fabulous:)
Posted by: daisybones | August 14, 2008 at 06:32 AM
It's in the closet? Why are you not wearing it while sitting in your front window sipping straight bourbon I'll never know, Miss Havisham.
Posted by: the slackmistress | August 14, 2008 at 10:37 AM
That's my dress! Give it back! KIDDING. It's beautiful. My husband and I have a similar quarrel over a piece of art we bought at an art fair last year. It is a gourd but he calls it "that vegetable." REALLY annoying. Thanks for sharing the picture of your beautiful dress.
Posted by: shane_onegoodie | August 14, 2008 at 11:41 AM
Um. And you're going to use that wedding dress for what?
Other than to take up space in the closet, I mean.
Lamont
Posted by: Lamont Cranston | August 14, 2008 at 12:59 PM
Honestly? I'm probably going to keep it a few weeks to admire, use the train to make pillows and then wear the rest of it into the ocean.
http://tinyurl.com/6oz5gh
Posted by: Jenny, Bloggess | August 14, 2008 at 01:42 PM
Hah! "second wedding"... love it!
Posted by: gurukarm | August 14, 2008 at 01:52 PM
Lamont, are you, perchance, not actually named Lamont? Rather, is your name, in fact, Victor?
Just, you know, curious.
It's merely that -- you're so very willing to carry on Jenny's husband's end of the argument for her.
Posted by: deb | August 14, 2008 at 08:49 PM
this is pretty damned beautiful
Posted by: flutter | August 15, 2008 at 07:15 PM
Reading you is always sheer decadence, this piece in more ways than one.
Posted by: Amanda | August 15, 2008 at 07:42 PM