Today I am at east side bride, with a suggestion or two for Mother of the Bride dresses. I will add, because I must, my culture finds it odd that there are such things as Mother of the Bride dresses. One ought to be able to exercise one’s exquisite taste and choose something quite without designation. On the other hand, we understand that needs must, on occasion. And weddings are the best occasions.
Please stop by, if you are so inclined, here. I warn you, however, that east side bride – profane, bawdy, irreverent to the nth degree – is addictive even when no wedding whatsoever looms on your horizon. Her tagline reads, “an evil club of mean hipster brides.”
I can’t even say how much that phrase tickles my fancy.