Clarice Winston isn't exactly crazy about her son's choice of bride. Bridget is pretty and smart, but hardly up for the demands of being a society wife and furthering her husband's career.
In order to show her son,Dell just how unsuitable Bridget is, Clarice invites them to a dance at the country club that happens to be on the same night as the yearly St. Patrick's Day bash at the pub owned by Bridget's brother and his wife.
No way is Bridget missing the family party, but after Dell applies an attitude adjustment, she goes along. Clarice even insists in buying Bridget's dress for the soiree and it's the ugliest dress in history. As soon as Clarice's chauffeur-driven car rounds the corner, Bridget is back in the shop, exchanging the dress for one guaranteed to make Mrs. Winston's friends sit up and take notice.
As the dress adventure continues, with negative consequences for both Bridget and her future mother-in-law, Bridget herself begins to wonder if Winston's mother may be right. Maybe she isn't the best choice of bride?
Speechless, the elder Mr. Winston gasped at the garment his son held up for his inspection. Good grief, you would never be able to find the girl inside all that pink folderol. The dress was enormous and Bridget would look like a giant cupcake. Finally he looked directly at his son and spoke.
“Where are the sheep?” he asked, trying to suppress his grin.
“Exactly,” replied Dell.
“And this is the dress your mother chose?” Dell’s father asked, shaking his head in disbelief.
“Yes sir, I’m sorry to say that it is and you know as well as I do that there could only be one possible explanation for this. The real question is, what are we going to do about it?”
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