before the yihud, there was a photo shoot

Those gloves were loaned to me by my birthday twin, WAJR. They are the ONLY thing still missing from the wedding. I feel AWFUL about that because I know she lost her rosary on her wedding day (someone took her bouquet, with it still attached!) and now I feel like there’s some sort of wedding jinx. Anyway, incase my mother had forgotten the brooch I wore, they were going to be my something old and something borrowed.

Once I get around to oxycleaning 2 pairs of my my mothers gloves (one of which look quite similar) I’ll give them to WAJR since she looks extra-super-fab in authentic mid-century clothing where as only my hands and feet fit in things from that era that aren’t plus sized or “full figured.” Anyway, I owe her some gloves, though I’m sure my mother’s gloves that she wore to her sweet 16 party don’t have the same sentimental value of ones wore to her own wedding, and mine, but they are a 1/2 size bigger and the “old, borrowed” gloves were a 6, not 6 1/2.