Remember when weddings were simple affairs with family and close friends? I do. I had a very small wedding at home. I designed my wedding ensemble, and Mme Mère created it, top to bottom. She spent hours hand beading the Juliet Cap and sewing tiny seed pearls into the Alençon lace bodice. The pictures may have faded with time, but the memories have not.
I did my own makeup, and my long hair was tucked up under the Cap in a neat chignon. No muss; no fuss.