Because why the hell not?
It was one of those ideas born from a glass of wine with friends. As we sat and talked about upcoming wedding anniversaries, one of us said they wanted to go out in their wedding dress to celebrate.
And before we knew it, we had limo reservations for three couples and our own "you had to be there" hashtag. We laughed, said cheers, and then counted down the weeks until our big night. I've never had so much fun in my life. (OK, short of my actual wedding day, of course.)
But let's backtrack.
The night we went out in our wedding dresses was ten years AFTER we got married.
I'm not going to lie — I totally had to talk myself into putting my wedding dress on again. I had multiple "what-ifs" going through my head. What if my daughter wanted to wear it one day? What if I ruined it?
Not to mention the fact that I had to get over my own embarrassment, pull on my big girl panties, and say, Let's do this! But it was one of those moments where you find yourself saying in your head: What have I gotten myself into?
It was super-hot on the day we decided to go out, so I ended up settling for my wedding skirt and a tank top.
Compared to ten years ago, I'm definitely more of a woman now. I know myself better. I know my likes and dislikes. On my wedding day, as beautiful as I felt, I styled myself the way a "bride" would look. Ten years later, I style myself with hair in a ponytail, some small braids, casual makeup, a tank top, and pearl necklace. If I were getting married today, this would be more of my look. It's who I am, not what I think a bride would look like.
Naturally, my jaw hit the floor when my good friend showed up in her full wedding get-up. I was so happy for her. Nine years later and she's still positively beaming.
My skirt was so dang tight, I felt like I could barely breath! Was the bustle this heavy when I wore it last? It felt like a million pounds going down my back. One of the reasons I loved my skirt so much is because entire wedding dress was handmade.
Our last couple bailed on wearing her wedding dress at the last minute, and came out in a bridesmaid dress from years gone by. Here we were as a gang, kind of looking like something from Friends (minus the water fountain in the background).
And we were off! The kids were all disappointed not to be going for a ride in the fun party bus. I didn't blame them. It was cool. I kind of felt like I was going to prom again.
That night we danced to 90s hip-hop like it was our job. We cruised down the Virginia Beach boardwalk all night long, acting like wedding rock stars.
My one regret was that the car didn't have a sunroof for us to hang out of. We ate sushi and danced the night away at every live music venue along the boardwalk. Hysterically enough, we even staged a "first dance."
Nobody else knew that we were out for our anniversaries; we were just people out on the town in wedding dresses. It was one big crazy ball of post-wedding energy.
People stared. We received a lot of congratulations from strangers and answered a lot of questions. We laughed more times than I can count. We danced our booties off, and my feet hurt the next day. But it was worth it.
Why should you go out in your wedding dress? Because, well ... why the hell not? Can you really think of one good reason to say no to this? Unless you're saving the dress for your daughter, then why not?
Why should one dress you spent a lot of money on end up sitting in your closet in storage? Why not celebrate the love of your life with an incredible night to remember, one more time? Why not have some fun with your friends, no matter how long you guys have been married or how many kids you have?
All photos: The Sewing Rabbit
My marriage has its problems. We have our ups and downs like everyone else. Heck, there have even been times when I wanted to throw something at my beloved's head. But we're in this thing together. And sometimes it's just fun to go out with your husband and some friends in your wedding dress.
And for the record, no one's dress was ruined in our evening out on the town. In fact, I'd say it gained value. Priceless value.
This article was originally published at The Sewing Rabbit. Reprinted with permission from the author.