So here is the question: Do we wear gowns to the wedding? It seems simple enough, right? But the appearance of this question is extremely deceptive,
T o gown or not to gown? That is the question.
Shakespeare’s Hamlet may have suffered mental anguish over the existential question of a life worth living. But that’s nothing compared to the agony we are experiencing over the sartorial debate for this upcoming wedding.
I suppose I should start with the good news. Mazel tov; my niece is engaged.
This is very exciting in the way that all engagements are exciting. A happy kallah and chassan (presumably; I couldn’t see much of the men’s side at the vort). A glowing mother and a beaming grandmother shepping nachas.
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