GRAM, not as in my mother's mother, but as in: the Grand Rapids Art Museum! Yep, the Princess Diana exhibit was in town and guess who got tickets before they ALL sold out?! ME!! Not the guy with the bluetooth (or "chick magnet" as I like to call them... yeah, right!) who was frantically asking if we knew someone that wanted to sells theirs... I DO have that "ticket scalper look" don't I?
There was NO photography allowed, not even when I told them about my world famous blog, the fact my mother got up to watch the Royal Wedding at some crazy hour, or the fact that we do, in fact, like tea! Nope, they were not budging!
I should have at least got a photo of my mom on her motorized scooter!! She had foot surgery and is lugging around an 900 lb "boot" on her leg, boot as in: heavy-ugly-medical boot
not HOT-Victoria's Secret-Sexy-Boot!
I had nightmares of my mother running into the display of the wedding dress,
cracking the case, getting the dress stuck on the wheels of her scooter and driving of 25 feet of the train around the museum. I am more than happy to report, that did NOT happen, nor was anyone or anything hurt by her driving... only my pride.
The display was wonderful, although I sure do remember that dress being a LOT prettier in the 80's.
Although anyone that lived through the 80's knows better than to put "80's" and "pretty" in the same sentence!!
For the record, I never owned a pair of those....those...whatever those pants were called. Nor did I own parachute pants.
I will confess to the asymmetrical hair cut, the sweaters down past my knees and rolling my jeans like the guys in the above picture...
Dear God, thank you for ending the 80's!