By Amanda Parker
After I found my perfect dress, it was time for my mom and Adam’s mom to find theirs. Adam’s mom had found about fifteen within the month that she was trying to decide between. My mom found zero. Talk about stress. At the beginning of the MOB dress shopping extravaganza I didn’t have any specific colors that I wanted them to wear. I just knew that it couldn’t be too bright (no fuchsias, etc.), and it couldn’t be blue because that would clash. So after Adam’s mom found hers and put it on hold (waiting for my color direction), my mom kept looking…and looking…and looking. It’s not that she couldn’t find anything out there. It’s just that all the mother-of-the-bride dresses we looked at were awful. They are more like grandmother of the bride dresses (i.e. old). My mom knew in her head what she wanted. We just had to find it.
After several trips back and forth to La Bottega, she thought she had it. False alarm. We brought her cousin Sharon and when my mom walked out of the dressing room, Sharon’s exact words were, “Well, if you like it,” in a complete monotone. Well, now what? We left there and went to Sueno. My mom put on this black dress, and there it was: It was perfect. It was everything she said she didn’t want, and it was fabulous. But, she poo-poo’d it because it was black but at that moment it hit me: A traditional black and white wedding. “Guess what mom, you’re wearing black!” She still wasn’t convinced so we took a ride up to Boston to meet my cousin Brenda to do a little wedding shoe shopping (that experience deserves its own blog so you’ll just have to stay tuned) and MOB dress shopping. Neiman Marcus. Barneys. Saks. Newbury Street. EVERYWHERE and NO ONE had ANYTHING. She tried on a lot of dresses but they were boring, old, etc. One of them didn’t even have a zipper, which makes no sense. She would have to put it on the morning of the wedding and get her hair and makeup done in the dress. We really knew that wasn’t the one when she got stuck in it trying to put it on — next! Not one dress compared to the dress at Sueno. We even tried this new mother of the bride dress shop on Newbury. An entire store dedicated to the MOB, there had to be something in there. Rack after rack and we found nothing with the wow factor that every MOB wants.
So after several nights of tossing and turning and some freak-outs that she didn’t have a dress, back to Suenos we went and ordered it. We looked everywhere and only found dresses that weren’t the one, so we knew that was the dress.
Cocktail time!