When my mother-in-law asked me if she could wear white to our wedding, I said sure.
My fiancé was afraid that his mom was going to steal the spotlight, but I explained to him how we could take our revenge on her at the ceremony. At the actual wedding, she showed up in a long white tulle ball gown and was left humiliated because of what happened next. As the guests arrived, their eyes widened at the sight of my mother-in-law, Karen, dressed in a gown that rivaled my own. Whispers quickly spread through the crowd, and I could see the mixture of shock and amusement on their faces. Karen was beaming, clearly thinking she had outdone me. The ceremony began, and everything proceeded smoothly. The moment arrived for my fiancé, Jake, and me to exchange our vows. The officiant asked everyone to rise for the bride, and as I walked down the aisle, all eyes were on me. I could feel the tension in the air, but I remained composed, knowing what was about to unfold.
