Punk Meets Bride

My mother got married in September of 1980. Recently, we pulled out the dress and had a fashion show, Anna and I that is, since the dress is far too small for anyone else. It was slightly big on me (I'm holding on to the small hope that I may grow someday) but it fit Anna. Who is fourteen. I swallowed my pride and the following is the photoshoot I did of her in it. We had a little fun with hair, shoes, and accessories too, just to make it a little less matrimonial. :P Our look was Punk Meets Bride.

Rock on Anna, rock on.

We have an old barn we use for storage which we rummaged through to find interesting things to throw in the pictures. One of which was a wooden bat.

Check out that rock:

Oh, and the shoes just kind of rocked as well.

Laughing at the looks we got from passers-by.
It was a rather fabulous thing to do on a Tuesday afternoon. We had a blast.

And my model was rather gorgeous, which just made it even better.