at home with ann

It's that time of year when on any given Saturday, you know someone who is getting married.  At least when you're my age, you do.  As I approach my second anniversary in a few months, I think about how much I enjoyed planning my own wedding, and what a wonderful day it was. Inspired by Sweet Tooth Sweet Life and the story of how her wedding dress came to be, I thought I'd share the story of my dress.  I am a sentimentalist, and I care about tradition.  Our wedding was held in the chapel at my boarding school, which is arguably one of the most beautiful and spiritual buildings I have ever been in. We repeated the vows that have been spoken millions of times.  And I wore my mother's wedding dress. No stranger to dressing up in vintage wedding gowns, I remember trying on my great-great aunt's dress, my grandmother's, and the year my sister and I were brides for Halloween. My parents were married in 1976, and my mother's dress was designed by Priscilla's...