Secret Life of Dresses

I have worn many dresses.  Some are homemade & some are bought from a store.  Some cost more than others.  Some are not my dresses at all.  Some I wore many times, while others are worn only once.  Each is very different. Some are still very pretty.  However, others simply are not, but I guarantee you each were stylish at some point in time.

More times than not I was dressed to match my sister.

Coordinating dresses made by our mother.

This is my mom's favorite picture of me.  Personally, I always thought it made me look like a midget.  I guess I am sitting down?

Cute little boys in identical peach dresses.

Easter at Grandma & Grandpa Perkins.  Finally too old to wear matching dresses.

At a Young Women's activity we had a paper dress fashion show.  Our mom's had to construct our dresses using only paper.  Needless to say, mine stole the show.

I loved dressing up in my mom's old dresses.  This green one was my favorite.

I would have friends come over & we would set up our own little studio, try on each dress, & then photograph each other.  I think I am taking it a little too seriously here.

We were so sophisticated {wink}

I think I am lost in thought...what a nerd.

Bethany wanted every shade of pink for her wedding reception.  She got it.

Tim & Holly's wedding soon after Adam & Bethany.  Getting my hair done was always my favorite part of dressing up.

My very first dance. 

Homecoming 2002

I wore Bethany's hand-me-down for Prom 2003.  It was my favorite of her dresses.

Homecoming 2003's dress was a competitor for my favorite High School dance dress I wore.  This is the first of the three dresses I designed for myself.

The second was inspired by the dress in How to Lose A Guy in 10 Days - - mine doesn't show as much skin, but I ♥ the color.

Winter Formal 2004

The last dress I had made was the other competitor for my #1 spot.  I remember all the girls had this style of dress, but mine was unique because it was homemade.

Prom 2004

Another important dress {sort of}

Class of 2004

aka: FOREVER ago!

All of these dresses are special, but not quite as special as these next three.  In my room, growing up was this poem:

My Three White Dresses

My mom bought me a white dress,

Not red, or pink, or blue.

She said it was a special dress

Like very other few,

There has been just one before,

A dress now put away,

That I wore sometime ago

Upon my blessing day.

As a little baby clothed

In my first white dress,

My dad held me in his arms,

There to name and bless.

So pure and clean was I just then,

With time to grown and learn

About the Father's plan for me.

My glory I must earn.

Now I've reached the age to judge

The wrong road from the right,

And I am here to be baptized

In this dress of white.

So once again I'm free from sin.

The path is clear to me.

I'll grasp the rod and hold on tight, I vow with certainty.

Just as mud would stain my dress,

Sin would stain my soul.

The key is to repent or bleach,

For whiteness is my goal.

And if I try my very best,

Then richly blessed I'll be,

Wearing inside God's holy house

White dress number three.

So today I make this pledge:

I'll strive to choose the right,

Through this sacred baptism ordinance

In my second dress of white.

-- Linda Gay Perry Nelson