|Sewing on the lacing trim and beading.|
As most of you know, from Instagram post, and other social media…I have been preparing for my son’s wedding over the past year. What a beautiful joyous occasion for all involved.
|50+ years old dress desconstructed completely and used in the making of
and entirely new wedding gown.
Now you, my Sewl-sisters know the gravity of such a task, along with all the deep feelings and love that goes into such a project. This, we all know as Sewl-sisters proclaim was a true labor of love in so many ways, unimaginable to me at the onset of the project, yet discovered in its entirety at the alter.
My dedication and passion to build this gown was fueled by my own level of deep sentimentality. I needed to feel close to my son. I needed to show my love in a way I knew how, and to express my maternal blessing for this marital union. And most of all, as selfish as it seems I needed to feel a since of presence for years and decades to come. Therefore, you see, I am now, not just a Mother-N-Law to my son’s wife, she is more than that to me. I feel like I have a bond which I pray will never be broken. I sew from the heart, I am and will always be my creation, it is who I am. Why then do I feel a since of loss, a kind of “postpartum depression?”
|Mother and Son danced to “Momma” by Boys to Men. Emotional!!|
It is now a month since my baby boy was married. And for a month I have been sad. This type of empty next syndrome at the loss of my son as “MY BABY”, is a boulder which has shocked my inner core and is forcing me, against my selfish will, to accept the fact, my Baby is now a man, a husband, a provider, and his wife is the main woman in his life now. Therefore, I must now learn to submit to their Holy Union, and take my rightful place as a mother-n-law should.
|I think this will be the last time I will come between the two of them.|
Another disclaimer: I am not at all suggesting that my son has any less love for me, no way, that is far from the truth. Although, it is with great pain that I must confess–she comes first. I pray he will honor her above all others, including, to some degree, even me. (Wow!!! that hurt to even say, let alone type.) You feel me?
|What a lovely bride. She was a dream to look at, and the gown
was stunning on her!!
So for you lovely sewers that are drooling to know more lets get into the meat of the matter. What did I do?…well I built a relationship, in this case a wedding gown. Every relationship has to start with a foundation, and this is where it began:
To start this series of post, lets begin with the idea, the research, and the plan of execution. There is no building without knowing to what end you are headed. With that in mind I gave our bride a series of responsibilities including shopping. I wanted to ensure her dedication to the idea and work involved in having a custom couture gown tailored to her exact specifications. One major item of business had to be determined…the gowns preferred silhouette.
Dress after dress had to be tested and discussed by all involved. My involvement at this early stage was to confidently assure the bride “IT can be done.” I can make anything she desired…right? For me the process was angst, she, as with any bride-to-be was in a candy store.
Are you intrigued? Why yes you are my lovelies, you are Fashionistas, Sewist–you live to see what others are sewing. Do you want more on the development of this partnership and its foundation?…or Do you want to get to the making of the dress?
I will be sharing that and more, through this little box we call a computer, in the coming weeks. So stay tuned and in the meantime, check-in on my Instagram (sewtofit) account for daily updates on other projects.