Would you take a risk like this with your precious wedding gown?

Her white chiffon and silver tissue might have been a wedding gown.

We brought it all back with us, except my wedding gown, Nora.

Her wedding gown was a fine, sheer organdie, simply and daintily made.

Her wedding gown almost brushed him as he stood wringing Lizzie's hand.

A vision of myself in the wedding gown popped into my head.

Whatever the case, she'd sure looked good in that wedding gown.

She'd be having me fitted for a wedding gown...just in case.

Her mood no longer matched the wedding gown she still wore.

My mother had her wedding gown preserved for me over 30 years ago.

My part should have ended there, at the hospital in my wedding gown.

She glanced down half expecting to find herself still in her wedding gown.

We are both still chuckling at the wedding gown store caper.

If you wear that, and I wear the wedding gown, it'll be perfect.

I was a blonde and I didn't have a wedding gown.

He'd show them the gorgeous photos of Momma in her satin wedding gown.