‘THE DRESS WAS A SHOW-STOPPER’ As I entered the wedding-dress boutique with my daughter, Lily, I made a beeline straight for the back of the shop, where all the most expensive, extravagant creations were kept.
But Lily dragged me over to a quiet corner, its rails crammed with plain white dresses.
‘No offence, Mum, but I hate pouffy dresses like the one you wore on your wedding day,’ she said. I tried not to get upset. After all, Lily was only seven, and we were shopping for a dress for her First Communion, not her wedding.
But she’s nearly 19 now and, if anything, she’s even more adamant that if and when she gets married, it’ll be in something simple and classic. No frills, no bows, not even a discreet…