It wasn’t until I sent photos of the two choices for my mother-of-the-bride dress that I took a really good look at the pictures. One looked like I was trying to dress like a bridesmaid and the other conjured up images of the deserted bride, Miss Havisham, from Great Expectations.

“What was I thinking?” My swirling train of contemptuous thoughts raced down an all too familiar path. “Do all my clothes look that bad on [...]