After all my crowing about how open I am to everything, here's something that got me: my daughter chose her wedding dress without me! Whaaaat? My little fantasy about a girls' day shopping, including an extravagant lunch, just crashed and burned. My daughter is quite fashionable, and loves to shop; we have enjoyed many, many shopping excursions over her 30 years. Why would we not shop together for the outfit that is one of the most memorable she'll ever wear?
Damn you, internet shopping! I knew we would not be visiting bridal salons and going through that ritual, but I did think we'd do some brick-and-mortar shopping trips. The sad reality is that the type of thing my daughter wanted is likely not easily found in brick-and-mortar stores, even in New York, Philadelphia, or Boston, but still -- I was really looking forward to that mommie-daughter bonding moment. Kind of like when we went on college tours!
I love what she chose -- it's perfect! Maybe we can shop for what the mom-of-one-of-the-brides wears?