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When Life Imitates Art -- I've Become Ashley Stockingdale's SIL:

In my book, "With this Ring, I'm Confused" Ashley Stockingdale's sister-in-law wants her to wear a dramatic dress. A Scarlett O'Hara dress. A tacky gown, if you will.


Here's the thing. I'm a child of the 80's. I love me a sparkly ballgown. Over-the-top is fine by me, but I'm about to be a mother-in-law. OMG, that makes me sound old. I mean, I'm happy to be a MIL and all, but my future daughter-in-law and son are practical about their wedding. They just want a small gathering with Chipotle for food. (Apparently, they're not getting much news about Chipotle on Okinawa.) Anyhoo, the bride is sending me all these darling little slip dresses and beachy frocks and I'm sending her these:



She's not having it. If my son was around, he'd tell me to cool my jets or I won't be invited to the wedding. But for the life of me, I just don't know why any bride wouldn't want to sparkle! I ABHOR being the center of attention and I feel like being swallowed up by a dress helped me get through the day.

But what can I say? I'm a romantic. I mean, what can you expect when your future mother-in-law writes romance for a living? She's going to be bit quirky, no? Hopefully, she gets my sense of humor. She's marrying into it because my son is pretty similar.