When I got married 20 years ago, yeah, 20, girlfriend! — there weren’t too many options for bridal wear even in this big city. Spadina or Danforth was the place to go with several shops that carried an array of white flouncy, satin, and tulle dresses that hung lifelessly in rows. Just starting out in my career, visiting bridal salons like Ritchie’s or Joy Cherry was out of the question. I looked through magazines and ripped out pages of what I thought I’d like. Luckily, the first dress I ripped out was the first dress I had tried on and that was it. The dress was off the shoulder with lots of beading on top and a flowy long skirt. It was ordered in from New York but the fit wasn’t too great as I had to pad the boobs and I kept yanking at it all day since the beading was so heavy and I had nothing to hold them up. I was bummed that the alterations were not done right. Anyway…..
