A few photos of me wearing my (maternal) grandmother’s wedding dress. The dress is beautiful but unfortunately beyond repair, with rips and holes everywhere. I had to stitch it up a little bit and pose with the most presentable side towards the camera.
They’re unfortunately not the greatest photos and I don’t look my best, but after getting out of it once I didn’t feel like trying again another day. It’s kind of hard to get off and I of course had to do it very carefully and slowly not too rip it more, so I could hardly breathe with it over my head and kept panicking until I got it off!
My grandparents were married in the summer of 1946 and the dress was originally white. It was dyed yellow later for another occasion (someone else’s wedding I think).
Something about the hair and choker along with the dress makes me think of girls in old western movies.
My grandparents’ wedding photo with the dress in its original condition and colour, much fluffier and less wrinkly! Even if the photo is black and white you can see how icy blue my grandfather’s eyes were. I really like the studio setup, it looks very elegant and fancy but is really so simple.