The Gown Dilemma    

By 21, I had seen dreamy brides, sophisticated brides, and traditional brides. Now it was my turn. In my mind’s eye, I pictured the gown with exact detail. I knew which lace I wanted, how the skirt would puff out, and which beading would adorn the sleeves.

I had never mentioned my dream gown to my mother. Until now, it had been theoretical. But after my engagement was announced, I was excited to go gown shopping. I knew where I would go: Cynthia’s Bridal, an exclusive gown shop with a reputation for masterpieces.

My mother had other plans. “Malky,” she announced, “Kleinfeld’s is having a trunk sale! My friend Menucha also has a daughter who’s engaged, and we want to find a gown for the two of you to share!”