Oh, dear, bloggers, I'm officially off my nut. Even though I've been married for four years now and our wedding was a lovely affair (if I do say so myself), a little part of me has always regretted that I didn't follow through on some of my youthful plans of opting for a bridal look very much like the ones my great aunts wore on their 1930s wedding days. Well, today I actually got not one, but two vintage wedding gowns for the shop (one is mid-30s, the other late 30s to early 40s), and even though I have oodles of packing (and sewing) to do, I could not resist trying one of them on. Thankfully, it does not quite fit me or I swear to you I would be keeping it in hopes that le baron and I can do a vintage vow renewal next year. If you are on the hunt for a 30s wedding dress and think this might be THE gown, feel free to send me a convo in the shop. Otherwise, I will likely be listing this, and the other wedding gown, some time later this month.