Mom-You Are Not Wearing That

No...this is not a picture of me.
Yes, it is two months before my daughter's wedding and I still have  not bought my mother of the bride dress. I have not even found one.  Now to be fair, I found some that I have liked which I will not be including in this blog just in case I have the desire to revisit the idea of wearing one of them.

Here's the problem.  My daughter thinks I am 80 and I think I am 20.  Neither are correct.  Any dress I find my daughter looks at me in sheer horror.  This of course has been going on since she was 13 when all of a sudden I had no clue on what was fashionable and what was not.  The wedding has not improved that thought.

I, on the other hand, want to look like I am attending my daughter's wedding and not my funeral.  Everything seems matronly and like a bad satin dream.  I think if Danielle had her way she would have me wearing a burlap sack and that every inch of curves would be muted out. 
OK...this is one of the contenders
I am certainly not looking to come as the family vixen but I know wedding pictures have a way of always resurfacing.  Therefore, I would at least like to look fresh, current and like I have not lost all my marbles.  I am giving myself another two weeks and then the trigger must be pulled.  Until then, I am getting my mouth wired shut for the diet plan.
Kisses,
Deborah Stilettos
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