It must be up here somewhere.
Oh God, what if it's ruined? It's been fifty years...
And then, in the deepest, darkest recesses of the attic in the Little House That Could, a slightly mildewed, water-stained box emerged.
WEDDING GOWN
FRAGILE
We held our collective breath and opened a box within a box within a box.
A tiara. A gauzy veil. A dress from Berdorf Goodman, circa 1960. Two crowns attached by a ribbon, worn to symbolize the joining of the two souls and the creation of a new household - a kingdom ruled with love.
All beautifully preserved for the next generation.
If I can ever stop eating jelly beans and Peppermint Patties, perhaps I can take it for another spin on April 24th...
