2) My Mom Said My Wedding Dress Was “Too Much” — For My Wedding
In the weeks before the wedding, Mom kept deflecting attention to Jane’s role—her hair, her shoes—subtly shrinking me in my own celebration. Then came the wedding day. Mom walked in with Jane—wearing a white beaded dress. Not ivory. Not champagne. Bridal white. “She didn’t have anything nice to wear,” Mom said. “Let her have this….
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