
After My MIL Sent Me a Wedding Dress ‘Her Son Would Prefer,’ I Decided It Was Time to Stand Up for Myself — Story of the Day
The Wedding Dress and the Goodbye I always thought wedding dress shopping would feel magical. Like a dream come true. I imagined soft music playing, people clapping when I stepped out in the perfect gown, maybe even a few happy tears. But that dream crashed the moment his mother showed up. Lora. Her eyes judged me before I even said hello. Her lips were tight, her words sharp. She didn’t need to scream to cut me—every look, every comment said the same thing: I wasn’t good enough. And when she