Candace Cameron Bure has been coming under a lot of scrutiny in the media recently. The actress was recently in the news for her comments about ‘traditional marriage’ that not everyone agreed with.
The actress is now making waves for another reason; a picture she posted with her husband.
Candace Cameron Bure met her husband Valeri Bure in 1994 at a hockey game. And two years later on June 22, 1996, they tied the knot and became husband and wife.
Even though they have been married for over 20 years, the two of them are still very much in love and make sure to keep the spark alive.
The playfulness of their marriage was very obvious from a story Bure posted on Instagram. However, some people mistook the playfulness as ‘inappropriate’ and the actress got a lot of backlash from her audience.
And in the face of backlash, Bure did not back down. She instead doubled down and posted the picture on her feed. She shared two pictures of her and her husband sharing the “sweet and spicy” nature of their relationship. In the second photo, Valerie has an arm around his wife’s shoulder and his hand is resting on her chest.
She was told by fans that the picture was a little too ‘racy’ for her as her stature as a ‘Christian celebrity.’ But the actress had a response for those who were upset. She said, “Sorry if it offended you… I’m actually not sorry,” she said while laughing in a follow-up video shared on her Instagram stories. “I’m glad that we have fun together after so many years.”
She said she was just showing what a “good and healthy marriage” looked like 24 years.
“It makes me laugh because it’s my husband,” she further explained in her follow-up Instagram story video. “He can touch me any time he wants and I hope he does.”
What did you think about Cameron Candace Bure’s relationship with her husband? Let us know in the comments below.
My Stepmother Wore My Late Mom’s Necklace at Her Wedding without My Permission – I Was Enraged & Taught Her a Lesson
When my stepmother stole my late Mom’s necklace and wore it at her wedding without my consent, I was shattered. Furious, I did something that left everyone gasping.
I’m Olive, 23. This isn’t a sob story, but it’s about a necklace. My late Mom’s necklace, the only thing left of her. I lost her to cancer when I was 19. She was my rock, my confidante, my everything.
Dad introduced his new fiancée, Magdalene, who immediately coveted Mom’s necklace. “Olive, honey,” Dad started, “Magdalene really admires your mother’s necklace. She says it would look perfect with her wedding dress.” I was furious. “Dad, that necklace is everything to me. It’s Mom’s.” But he insisted, and I had to hide it.
On their wedding day, I stayed home and checked on the necklace, only to find it gone. I knew who had taken it. I called Magdalene. “You took it,” I accused her. “How dare you take my Mom’s necklace without my permission?” She brushed me off, saying she’d return it after the honeymoon.
I called the cops. At the wedding, they retrieved the necklace from Magdalene, causing chaos. Dad and Magdalene were furious. “You ruined our wedding!” she screamed. Dad added, “That was petty and crazy, Olive. You humiliated us!”
Heartbroken but resolute, I moved out, taking Mom’s memories and her necklace with me. Though the pain lingered, I emerged stronger, holding on to the love and memories of my Mom.
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