I wanted to make my wedding dress before all the other preparations would make that I was too busy to concentrate as well as I wanted to be able to.
Daddy called a driver for me and I went to the local fabric stores. As I looked at the selection they had I felt repulsed. Our church rules were that only blue or black could be used as wedding dresses. I didn't want a black one but neither did I want any of the drab ugly navy blues that they had to offer. What made it even worse the only choice of fabric I had was poplino or a polyester broadcloth and I wanted neither. A year earlier one of the bishops had decided that his church district would no longer be allowed to wear clothes made with crepe or creme fraiche and thinking that all the other districts would soon pass the same rule the fabric stores had all quit selling it. Poplino was thick, ugly, and scratchy, and the broadcloth was for every day clothes.
I went home empty handed and discouraged at the lack of nice material.
When Daddy and Mom heard about they made plans to go to Lancaster to visit daddy's brother and then stop at one of the stores there to find the fabric I was looking for.
When the day arrived to go one of my little brothers was sick so Mom had to stay at home with him and Daddy and I went by ourselves. We visited Uncle Ezra's for a few hours and then Daddy asked for directions to the nearest fabric store.
As I entered the store I nearly had to catch my breath as I looked at shelf after shelf filled with beautiful fabrics over every color and fabric type. I went to their section containing blues and looked for a light weight crepe. Almost immediately a beautiful navy stood out. I got the bolt from the shelf and stroked the fabric. It was soft and pretty. Not too dark and yet not too bright that it would cause trouble if I wore it to church.
I took it up to the counter. Daddy looked at it approvingly saying that he thought it would make a very nice wedding dress. I asked the clerk for five yards and Daddy said "Go ahead and make it six." Then adding to me , "That way if you happen to make a mistake we don't have to come all the way down here again.And if you don't you could always use it someday for something else."
I couldn't wait to start sewing the dress. It made our wedding seem even closer and I was starting to feel as if I were living in a dream.