Traditions and Transformations: Why I Wore a Third-Generation Wedding Dress

I was sixteen the first time I tried on the family wedding dress. We found it in my grandmother’s attic, and in its wrinkled and yellowed condition, my mom had me try it on as a joke; no one recognized it and we thought it was a costume. After a few minutes of laughter, my grandfather … Read more

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