I had several months to prepare as the mother of the B but I wasted those months. I knew mothers who had a year of intense dieting, beauty treatments, some had liposuction, botox, etc. Me? Wala. I was busy doing other things and my mind was overflowing with other matters. I just ate and ate and ate and put on more weight all concentrated around my waistline. I didn’t get facials.
I only went to see my gown two weeks before my departure from Manila. I didn’t really concern myself on how I would look like at my daughter’s wedding. What kind of dress I should wear. I was busy, my mind was occupied with a lot of other things. And I am thinking, what matters most is how beautiful my daughter’s gown should be, and how pretty she would be. Never mind me, I am only one of the wedding props. As long as my daughter is the fairest on that day, then it doesn’t matter if I don’t have nail polish or if I have puffy eyes or bulging stomach. As long as the bride is beautiful then it’s fine.
Amir Sali did my gown. He already knows my irregular body shape He knows my favorite color and more or less knows my simple style. I no longer ask about the design. My only requirement is always, to not make my stomach too obvious.
This is my dress in keeping with the color motif of dusty blue.
