Maw and I went to a bridal shop in Dundee. I had not tried on any wedding dresses before and expected it to be the first trip of many. I had been making fun of Maw for a few days previous about how she was going to cry and not be able to control herself so I was fairly disappointed when I put the first big princess dress on to no emotional reaction. She told me I looked beautiful and thought the dress was pretty. The second dress was more of the same and then it all changed when I put on the third one. I looked at myself in the mirror and definetly thought that this dress was much more beautiful than the two previous and then I turned to look at my mum with tears runnnig down her face and seconds from the dreaded wrenching cry. At that momment I knew that I had to get the third dress. If she loved it that much then so did I. I didn't know it at the time but the dress would be my mums last gift to me. It made it that much more special to me when I wore it on my wedding day