Woman sends marriage into flames after blowing up her wedding dress at her ‘divorce party’

Sophia Ankel
Thursday 15 November 2018 11:00
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A woman from Texas settled her divorce with a bang, after blowing up her wedding dress in an explosion that could be felt from 15 miles away.

Kimberly Santleben-Stiteler used $200 worth of rifle targets, called tannerite, to destroy her dress during a “divorce party” she held on her father’s farm in La Coste, Texas, over the weekend.

Her sister, Carla Santleben-Newport, shared a video on Facebook showing the recent divorcee loading up her dress with explosives, before shooting at it with a rifle from 200 miles away, with the hashtags #TheLoserIsGone, #OurFamilyAndFriendsAreAwesome and #YourGirlfriendSucks.

The 43-year-old had just settled her divorce a day prior and, after 14 years of marriage, wanted to commemorate the event.

“I wanted to remove all things from our marriage from the house,” the newly-liberated woman told McClatchy.

Photos in the attic, ring in the safe (but probably going to sell it) and the dress I wanted to burn. I had a lot of advice and suggestions from friends and family, like donating it for premature babied and baptism gowns. To me, the dress represented a lie. I wanted to have a divorce party to burn the dress

Complete with “I’m Not with Stupid Anymore” fascinators, the woman invited more than 40 family and friends to be part of the unconventional party.

“It wasn’t done for him or about him,” her sister told Fort Worth Star-Telegram. “It was just our family having a fun-filled celebration.”

Before the big event, the family made sure to consult a friend who was also a bomb tech to make sure the explosion was safe.

“On the one hand, it was like being on a set of some action movie. The explosion was huge. It was liberating pulling that trigger. It was closure for all of us.”

It seems that this marriage has, quite literally, gone up in flames.

HT Someecards

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