Weddings are some of the most beautiful celebrations one can experience in their life (usually). The deep connection between two lovers taking physical form in a ceremonious act for all to see is one that a lot of couples look forward to.
However, it also comes with months upon months of planning, stress, and even more planning. The one thing that a bride cannot go without—the special dress. Whether it be white, maroon, black, fluffy, frilly, or form-fitting, it must make the wearer feel likе the most beautiful woman in the whole entire world.
Some brides take the plunge of crafting their own dresses, be it for the challenge, for the love of the craft, or both. Today we delve into the story of Veronika Lindberg Heino, or Kika, who knitted her special gown for her big day in 6 weeks. She was kind enough to answer some of Bored Panda’s questions so let’s get into it!
Veronika Lindberg Heino, better known by her nickname Kika, decided to take up the challenge of knitting her own stunning wedding dress
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If you were given 2.5 kg of yarn and 250 hours, what would you create? Mayhaps a blanket, mayhaps a 3D portrait, or maybe a knitted wedding dress. Seeing as you clicked on this article for a very particular reason, you probably know by now that we’ll be speaking about the last option.
Opening herself to the challenge was Veronika Lindberg Heino, better known by her nickname Kika, who documented the birth of her special white dress, sharing the ups and downs with her followers on Instagram (which she started in 2017) and YouTube.
This project came about when she and her husband-to-be were both moving house and planning an impromptu wedding, making for a very stressful 7 weeks
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For what was already an intense project, life decided to add an extra bit of *spice*: they were moving house and planning their wedding, happening 7 weeks later, at the same time, so why not add in a project of great significance on top of it all? Unless you’re as skiIIed as Kika, I wouldn’t recommend it!
“I do love a challenge and I’m often a little bit over-ambitious, and the thought felt so wild and inspiring that I just decided to take the risk and do it,” the Finland-based knitter told Good Morning America (GMA). “I ordered 2.5 kg of pure silk yarn and announced my crazy plan on Instagram, and knew right then, there was no turning back anymore.”
She ordered 2.5 kg of pure silk yarn and announced her plans to her followers on Instagram, getting the project officially started with no way to turn back
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Kika based her design around Dior, Chanel, and Ulla Johnson’s dresses. She then sketched and planned the patterns. After all that, the knitting began!
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Nothing worth doing ever comes easy. It was a struggle finding time to knit in between moving, planning the wedding, and publishing her first book
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Instead of throwing Kika off balance, this added project seemed to have the opposite effect: it kept her grounded through the tumultuous time, at least for a while. Nothing worth doing comes easy, and this project was no exception, especially as she’d never knitted a dress before.
“The process was definitely intense, and the biggest struggle was to find enough time for knitting since we were in the process of moving and organizing the wedding at the same time,” said Kika. “Plus I published my first-ever knitting book, so it was definitely hectic. But, I also enjoyed it immensely and loved seeing my vision come to life in the process.”
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Then a big setback occured—her bodice was far too big, requiring her to rip it all up and start again. Her sleeves then kept slipping off, which took lots of time to fix
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Glaring issues started appearing about two weeks in when Kika had finished the bodice and tried it on for the first time—it was way too big. Disappointed, but not defeated, the bride-to-be ripped it all up, starting all over again, describing it as “a tough and frustrating moment where some tears were shed.”
One more issue came along with the slippy sleeves that kept on slipping, revealing a tad bit too much, which Kika found hilarious yet time-consuming to fix. “I made sure to film all my mistakes so I could be real and honest with my viewers, rather than only showing them the picture-perfect moments,” she told Insider.
Not having any other option (you typically can’t just go and buy a dress off the rack, as those require alterations, which take a long time), she kept moving forward until it was one week til the wedding. Encouraging messages from her followers kept her spirits up, the promise she’d made to the project at the very beginning providing her with a sense of accountability.
However, “the biggest motivator was definitely seeing for myself if I could pull my idea and vision off, and the thought of having the dress as a memory for life really kept me going, too.”
But all that didn’t deter her! Just 4 days before the big day, the dress was finished and Kika got to have a well-deserved rest
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Everything was done. She finished her dress on Tuesday, feeling more tired and frustrated than elated, but once she put it on for the ceremony, she couldn’t have been happier with the end result.
Kika got married to her husband Jukka Heino on Saturday, September 10, at their new home (which inspired the cottage-themed wedding tone), just 4 days after she’d finished her dress. Although her partner was a bit more skeptical about her last-minute knitting project, “in the end, he was super impressed and proud of me, and thought it looked really good too,” Kika said.
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Kika told Bored Panda that they’d met back in Spring of 2020, when she moved back home to Finland from London, as the pandemic put the world in lockdown. “Just a few months after moving back I met Juki and for our first date we walked around in Helsinki for hours since all cafés and bars were closed due to the restrictions,” she said.
“I was immediately drawn to his humor and often colorful stories of his adventures which made me laugh, and of course I found him really handsome. I think he was drawn to my enthusiasm, something we both have in common and my positive attitude towards life.”
She married Jukka Heino on Saturday, September 10, at their new home. Everyone loved her dress, praising her for all the effort she’d put into it
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“Over the course of the day, guests would come up to me and immediately feel the dress and comment on it. It sometimes felt likе they were more interested in the dress than in me, but I love talking about knitting, so I didn’t mind too much,” she told Insider.
The entire process demanded around 45 days, roughly 250 hours, and 1.5 kg of pure silk yarn, costing 300 euros, or around $295, which is a bargain when it comes to wedding dresses, which go for $1,800 on average. Her 149k followers on Instagram absolutely loved the journey, jumping in with suggestions and support any time she needed it.
The entire process demanded around 45 days, roughly 250 hours, and 1.5 kg of pure silk yarn, costing 300 euros, or around $295
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The 46-minute vlog of the whole journey posted on YouTube has garnered over 3.4M views, quickly becoming the highlight of her channel, which has over 253k subscribers that look forward to her knitting tutorials. “I’m absolutely amazed by all the positive attention the video and my dress has gotten, wow!” said Kika.
“I’ve received messages from people all over the world telling me I’ve inspired them to take up knitting again or to learn it, which makes me so glad. I’m also proud that I’ve maybe been able to push the boundaries and show what is possible using knitting.”
According to Kika, “knitting was actually done primarily by men at some point in history, so the fact that knitting nowadays is associated with something mostly feminine hasn’t always been the case.” Knitting is not just for grandmas, y’all!
The 46-minute vlog of the entire process garnered over 3.4M views on YouTube, inspiring hundreds of people to take up or go back to the craft
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What began as a bonding activity with her grandma when she was 5 years old has become a lifestyle, bringing together likе-minded people from all over the world. The one lesson she’d always kept was to be playful with the craft, rather than searching for perfection.
“With knitting there are a lot of ‘rules’ or principles that come with the territory which sometimes can make it feel likе you’re not doing things the right way,” she told Bored Panda. “My grandmother always encouraged me to make things without getting hung up on perfection, being creative and playful was more important.”
She hopes her followers and those who jumped on the bandwagon to see the final dress get inspired to embrace creative projects they might feel tempted to try—“even if it might feel a bit ambitious, I say go for it!”
We wish Kika and Jukka all the best for their future together and can’t wait to see what’s coming up for them next!
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A post-pandemic resurgence of knitting is a very welcome sight for many who are getting into arts and crafts for the first time or returning back to the familiar time-passing activity. Recent research shows that knitting has a measurable effect on calming anxiety, relieving stress, and aiding with chronic pain, as well as helping one build a community of friends. And you end up with a cute hat and mittens in the meantime!
“I think knitting as a craft teaches you a lot about patience and really makes you think about what kind of garments you most likе to wear,” Kika said. “When you’re going to spend 40-60 hours making a sweater, you really want to make sure it’s something that is going to stay in your wardrobe for a long time, which makes knitting a very sustainable practice, too.”
Honestly, what’s not to love!? We wish Kika and Jukka all the best for their future together and hope to see many more exciting knitting projects! Let us know your thoughts on the dress in the comments below, and I shall see you in the next one!
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I Rushed to the Hospital After My Husband’s Serious Accident — Only to Find His ‘Other Wife’ at the Reception Asking to Visit Him
My marriage wasn’t perfect, but I thought I knew the man I had built a life with. That illusion shattered the moment I rushed to the hospital after my husband’s accident, only to find another woman there, claiming to be his wife too.
I never thought I’d be one of those women; the kind who discovers her entire marriage was a lie in the most ridiculous, soap opera-worthy way possible.
You know the type. The ones you read about online, the ones whose husbands lead secret lives with second families across town.
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I used to shake my head at their stories, thinking, How do you not know? How blind do you have to be?
But there I was, standing in the hospital lobby, frozen in shock.
Because the woman at the reception desk? The one frantically asking about my husband?
She was calling him her husband too.
And in that moment, I knew; Brian was about to regret every single lie he ever told.
It started with a phone call.
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I was at the sink, scrubbing away at a stubborn stain on a wine glass. The house was quiet, except for the low hum of the dishwasher. Brian had been away on one of his so-called “business trips” all week, and I was preparing for another night of mindless TV and leftover lasagna.
Then, my phone rang.
Unknown Number.
I almost ignored it. Probably spam. But something, some instinct I couldn’t explain, made me dry my hands and answer.
“Hello?”
A tight, professional voice responded, “Is this Ms. Donna?”
My stomach dropped. “Yes?”
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“This is St. Mary’s Hospital. Your husband, Brian, has been in a serious car accident. You need to come immediately.”
The world around me tilted.
I gripped the counter. “Is he—” My throat closed up.
“He’s alive,” the nurse reassured me. “But in critical condition. Please come quickly.”
My keys. My shoes. I barely remember grabbing them. My body moved on autopilot as I ran out the door, my mind racing with fear.
Brian. My husband. Lying in a hospital bed, fighting for his life.
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I didn’t know that the real disaster was waiting for me at the hospital.
The hospital smelled like antiseptic and despair. I practically sprinted to the front desk, my pulse pounding in my ears.
“My husband, Brian,” I gasped. “He was in an accident. Where is he?”
The receptionist, a middle-aged woman with tired eyes, glanced at her screen. “Room 314. But—”
She stopped mid-sentence, looking over my shoulder.
I turned and that’s when I saw her.
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A woman. Maybe late twenties. Blonde, pretty, dressed casually in yoga pants and a sweatshirt. Her face was flushed with panic, her hands gripping the edge of the reception desk.
And the words that came out of her mouth made my blood turn to ice.
“I’m here to see my husband, Brian,” she told the receptionist.
My husband.
My. Husband.
I blinked, sure I misheard her. But the receptionist looked between us, confused.
“Uh… you both said you’re his wife?”
The woman, this stranger, turned to me, brows knitting together. “I’m sorry, who are you?”
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I let out a sharp, humorless laugh. “Who am I? Who the hell are you?”
Her face paled.
The silence stretched. Then, like puzzle pieces falling into place, realization hit us both at the same time.
We had been married to the same man.
For years.
The floor felt like it had vanished beneath me.
I gripped the reception desk, trying to breathe through the dizziness.
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Stephanie, that was her name, as I later learned, took a shaky step back, her mouth opening and closing like she wanted to say something, but no words came out.
Finally, she whispered, “That’s impossible. We’ve been in a civil marriage for five years.”
I let out a bitter, disbelieving laugh. “Try ten.”
Her eyes widened in horror.
We stared at each other, two strangers connected by the same man, the same lies.
The air between us crackled with a silent, shared realization.
“Oh my God,” she whispered.
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The betrayal settled in. The rage boiled over.
For a moment, neither of us spoke.
Stephanie and I just stood there, staring at each other, the weight of our shared betrayal settling between us.
But then something happened.
We really looked at each other.
And instead of seeing a rival, I saw a woman just like me. Someone who had been lied to, manipulated, and made a fool of by the same man.
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And in that moment, I knew: Brian was about to have the worst wake-up call of his life.
We didn’t even need to say it out loud.
The plan formed between us in an instant, an unspoken understanding solidifying like concrete.
Stephanie turned to the receptionist. “Can we both go up?”
The woman looked nervous. “Only family is allowed.”
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I smiled sweetly, resting an elbow on the counter. “Oh, we’re family. Trust me.”
The receptionist hesitated, her eyes flickering between us. There was something about the way we stood — unified, brimming with quiet fury — that must’ve convinced her not to argue.
She exhaled sharply. “Fine. Room 314.”
Stephanie and I exchanged a look.
We walked side by side toward the elevator, silent but seething. The fluorescent lights buzzed overhead as we stepped inside.
Neither of us spoke.
But by the time we reached Brian’s room?
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We were smiling.
Because this man had no idea what was coming.
Brian was a mess.
Bruised, bandaged, and hooked up to machines, he looked half-conscious, his face pale against the stark white pillow.
When he spotted me, his expression shifted to relief. “Babe—thank God you’re here.”
Then his eyes flicked to the woman standing beside me.
And all the color drained from his face.
Stephanie smiled sweetly. “Hi, babe. Or should I say… husband?”
Brian looked like a deer caught in headlights. He opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
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I crossed my arms. “Hey, sweetheart. You remember Stephanie, don’t you?”
His breathing turned shallow. “I—I can explain—”
“Oh, please.” I rolled my eyes. “You had a WHOLE SECOND LIFE, Brian. Two wives. Two homes. Two entire marriages.”
Stephanie smirked. “Classic narcissist behavior.”
Brian swallowed hard. “Listen—I never meant—”
“Save it,” I interrupted. “We’re not here for an apology. We’re here to give you a little news update.”
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His eyes darted between us, panic creeping in.
Stephanie leaned against the foot of the hospital bed, casually inspecting her nails. “Fun fact, Brian,” she said, her voice light. “Your hospital bill? Donna and I aren’t paying for it. You can rot here.”
Brian’s mouth parted in disbelief. “Wha—You can’t just leave me here!”
I tilted my head. “Oh, we can.”
Stephanie folded her arms. “And we will.”
Brian shifted in his bed, wincing. “Wait, wait—Stephanie, please. Baby…”
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Her expression hardened. “Baby? Oh, that’s rich. You had me thinking we were starting a family. We were looking at houses. You wanted a baby, Brian!”
I flinched. A baby? Jesus Christ. This was worse than I thought.
Brian squeezed his eyes shut. “I was—I was gonna tell you both—”
“Oh, yeah?” I scoffed. “When? On your deathbed? When you got caught? Oh wait—that already happened.”
Stephanie snorted.
Brian’s chest rose and fell rapidly. “Look, we can fix this—”
“Fix what?” I snapped. “You are the problem, Brian.”
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Stephanie shook her head. “And you know what’s funny? I defended you. I believed every lie you ever told me.”
Brian reached a hand toward her, wincing. “Steph, please, just listen…”
Stephanie took a slow step back, her voice eerily calm. “You don’t get to say my name. Not anymore.”
The silence was thick, suffocating.
Brian’s jaw clenched. His eyes flickered between us, desperate. “So what? That’s it? You’re both just leaving me?”
I gave him a mock-sympathetic look. “That’s the general idea, yeah.”
Stephanie smirked. “Hope you like hospital gowns, babe.”
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Brian opened his mouth to argue, maybe to beg.
But we were already gone.
Brian’s web of lies unraveled fast.
Turns out?
He wasn’t just a liar. He was a fraud.
His boss found out about the fake business trips; they were real, but he had been funding personal vacations with company money. He got fired immediately.
Stephanie and I both filed for divorce. Turns out, bigamy is very illegal, and Brian was looking at a very expensive legal battle.
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His family? Oh, they disowned him. His mother called me personally to apologize, crying about how she “raised him better than this.” (Spoiler: She did not.)
And his living situation?
Well, let’s just say when you lie to two wives and use their money to pay for your life, things tend to go south real quick.
He got evicted.
His credit was trashed.
And last I heard? He was living in his car.
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I never thought I’d be bonded for life to my husband’s other wife.
But Stephanie and I? We’re friends now. We meet for coffee every Sunday. We even went on a girls’ trip to Cancún last summer, paid for with the money we got from selling Brian’s precious collectibles.
As for Brian?
Well, karma did the rest of the work.
And I sleep great at night knowing that.
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If you found this story heartwarming, here’s another one: When my husband told me he had a work party to go to, I never suspected anything untoward until I received a call that made me stop in my tracks! What I heard on the other line had me grabbing my car keys to confront him and packing his things the next day!
This work is inspired by real events and people, but it has been fictionalized for creative purposes. Names, characters, and details have been changed to protect privacy and enhance the narrative. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental and not intended by the author.
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