DM bought my wedding dress long white and very traditional. She also bought me a pair of floppy sensible white shoes to wear which I hated! I secretly returned them and bought a pair of very high heeled white sandals in expensive Italian leather from a smart shoe shop on Oxford Street. DM called me a silly girl as I'd spent a large proportion of my wedding savings on them. My dad said they looked beautiful! On my wedding day I felt like a million dollars in those shoes and wore them for many years after.
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. Any one else got a blind spot in their memory of a, supposedly, memorable occasion?
