Tonight I got to meet the lovely bride-to-be who bought my wedding dress. How special is that?
I donated the dress to The Brides’ Project on October 1, 2008. It would’ve been my third wedding anniversary, if cancer were a curable disease and hadn’t taken my husband away.
I donated the dress thinking it was a long shot someone would buy it. I have simple yet particular tastes, and I know that lifestyle and genetics conspire against fashion — at least, in this body. My wedding dress was altered down a couple of sizes to fit me, and it’s very low-key for a wedding dress. It wasn’t most people’s cup of tea.
I’ve been volunteering for The Brides’ Project ever since I donated the dress, two and a half years ago. My plan was to volunteer for the very geeky things, like work on the website, but for the first year I volunteered most of the time in the shop. Sometimes brides would try on the dress and I’d wonder if that was the person who would end up buying it. I never admitted to being the original dress owner, I thought it would make things awkward for the bride-to-be. And so it was passed over each time with me not saying a word about it, because I wanted to hear opinions about the dress without undue influence. I wasn’t going to take anything personally. After all, once I’d donated the dress, it was no longer mine. But that didn’t stop me from wanting to like the next buyer, and hope she would read our story online and cherish her wedding even more afterwards.
Back in February, my dress sold and the new buyer and I were put in touch with each other. It turns out she’s getting married on my BIRTHDAY. How special is that??
But that also means I can’t shoot her wedding because I will be making my annual birthday pilgrimage to a new country. (I’ve got two countries in mind, but not both for this trip. Once I book it, I’ll spill the beans.)
Then I suggested we meet, anyway. Fast forward to this evening…
… she bought me flowers! What a pleasant surprise! And, UNsurprisingly, we had a lot to discuss. It’s a good feeling knowing that the dress found its way to such a lovely person who feels much the same way I do about many things, but she had the wherewithal to find our story online (without any direction from me) and take it to heart. It’s all I could have ever hoped for.






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