"I enclose an old family photo I found a few days ago, that brings back great personal memories. I'm sorry for the quality of the scan.

The photo dates from 1966. I was fourteen at the time but I remember that evening well. My focus of attention that whole evening was not the bride and groom, but the gorgeous dress my cousin, the young bridesmaid, was wearing!  As this was well past the 'petti' era,  I remember her dress was a 'conversation piece' (not only by me!) the whole evening.
The dress had an overskirt of pale pink and blue pleated chiffon that was supported by a huge froth of tulle petticoats, and  she spent much of the evening twirling round to show us how the dress and petticoats swirled out!

I remember she was seated at my table, and I rearranged the place cards to have her sitting next to me.  As I had hoped, I  thus spent much of the evening with my right leg 'buried' under a froth of petticoats, something I had never experienced before!

Seated on her other side was a young girl who also was fascinated by the dress, and at one point lifted the skirt and began to count the layers of petticoats! (There were fourteen layers attached to a layer of paper nylon)."  ED: <gasp!>