Ok, I was eight. But I always knew I wanted a long, flowing veil, just like those curtains, only less, well, curtain-like.
Today I stood in front of that same mirror in my wedding dress, twenty-one years older, but still with that same dream. A veil that can envelop and cocoon me, flow behind me in the wind, and swish behind me as I walk up the aisle to marry the man of my dreams. *Sigh* A dream only exacerbated by pictures like these:
But then I started planning a vintage Old Hollywood feel to my wedding. And suddenly, everywhere I looked, THIS started cropping up:
(Via VintageGlam's knottie bio)