In 1977 Victoria Glenn started her legendary business, Victoria’s Bridal Couture. With hard work, talent, and determination Vicki took Victoria’s Bridal to heights not seen by most small businesses. One notable client of hers was Melinda (French) Gates.
On October the 18th of 2021, Victoria passed away in her home peacefully, yet unexpectedly. Her final wishes were to be buried in a biodegradable urn with the seeds of her favorite tree, the Japanese Maple.
Vicki was born on 26 March, 1949, at Vancouver, B.C., Canada. The fires of an abiding creativity marked her life. From an early age, she displayed a talent for drawing and painting, an eye for form and balance, and a sensitive passivity to the beauty that often broke in upon her awareness—beauty of both the natural world and of the interior, conceptual life.
She had an ear for and appreciation of music. With the soul of an artist, she pursued the vocation of a craftsperson as her creativity took vivid expression in her particular gifts for the arts of sewing and tailoring.
Her work as a designer of bridal gowns earned her skill a formidable and respected reputation, not only in the Pacific Northwest, where she founded and managed her company Victoria’s Bridal, but also across borders and continents.
Vicki lived in many places over the course of her journey of life. From the hills of San Francisco, the foggy streets of London, to the tumultuous plains of the Democratic Republic of Congo. She returned to her beloved Pacific Northwest, where she raised her sons and founded her salon.
She will be remembered for the grace and love she poured into the world around her. Vicki touched the lives of many with her abundant love, generosity, and wisdom. The breadth of her deep nurturing charism found expression in the lives of the many people to whom she was very truly a second mother. Her doors were always open to any who needed her help or her insights—right up to her last days. Her generosity seemed never to fail, even when the material resources at her disposal were limited or lacking. Amid her own walk with the specter of depression and melancholia, she never withheld her shoulder to receive the tears of any who were in distress, and the strength of her spirit she freely shared. To her two sons, Sean and Ian, she was a pillar of strength and the fountain of a deep and unconditional love; nothing was off-limits, no question too difficult or scandalous, no setback to vexing, and no failure to irredeemable.
She will be sorely missed and her company will continue to offer brides the same impeccable service she oversaw during her leadership.