It's an Electric Boogaloo.
Funny story, when I was 13-14ish my mom and I got invited to my cousin's wedding. My mom even had her seamstress friend make us dresses and bought a bunch of matching accessories, that's how seriously she took it. I couldn't come because I got really sick the day before, so I jokingly told my mom "tell him I'll come to the next one", to which she just rolled her eyes. But as it turns out he got divorced about a year later and then a few years ago had another wedding, which I did in fact attend. I couldn't wear the original dress though because I had grown a lot in the, uh... chest department. Puberty.
Funny story, when I was 13-14ish my mom and I got invited to my cousin's wedding. My mom even had her seamstress friend make us dresses and bought a bunch of matching accessories, that's how seriously she took it. I couldn't come because I got really sick the day before, so I jokingly told my mom "tell him I'll come to the next one", to which she just rolled her eyes. But as it turns out he got divorced about a year later and then a few years ago had another wedding, which I did in fact attend. I couldn't wear the original dress though because I had grown a lot in the, uh... chest department. Puberty.