I’ve got some dress regret, but it’s regret I can live with. Mine’s a DB dress – and I never intended to use DB other than to figure out what style worked on me. Standing there in a dress that I kept putting back on between other dresses and having everyone nod and smile at it was all, “Wow – I could be DONE with this NOW!” I ordered the dress (it was on sale) that day.
When it came in, it was very wrinkled and didn’t seem to ask pretty or nicely fitting as before. Part of it could be I had the wrong slip in while I was trying on dresses the first time, so it gave my weak butt a nice boost.
THEN my sister in law to be got engaged and JUMPED our wedding for “budget” reasons that proved totally false because she went with Maggie Sottero’s Adorae (not used). And so our dresses have similar lines, but hers is obviously way more luscious and expensive and it’ll look like I copied her with a cheap knock-off. ARGH! Plus she’s a size 0 and one of those that has the nerve to claim I’m smaller than her, though I’m wearing a 4 (I know, I can’t complain about my size, but really …)
So, my poor dress really has a hard time winning me over. I did a big no-no and tried on another dress at DB when I was finding a Bridesmaid or Best Man dress for my MOH’s wedding (2 weeks after me, busy summer) – and loved it! It was one I had picked out for DB but they didn’t have in near my size when I was there. DO NOT DO THAT! It was still fit and flarish, but halter topped and fancier and for even $100 less than my dress. SInce I had done nothing to my dress, I asked DB if I could exchange at an even price (they’d technically make a profit) but they just tried to convince me I should wear both dresses.
So, I decided to suck it up and accept that the first dress will be my dress. It’s now pressed and hemmed and hanging in the MIL’s house: <a href=”http://www.flickr.com/photos/[email protected]/6970265238/” title=”IMG_20120422_153642 by sabescribe, on Flickr”><img src=”http://farm9.staticflickr.com/8155/6970265238_75cc663e45.jpg” width=”350″ height=”466″ alt=”IMG_20120422_153642″></a> (I’ve hung it better since I took the pic). It looks prettier and shinier than I remember it being when it came fresh off the truck and it looked all right when I had it on for the fitting. http://www.flickr.com/photos/[email protected]/7116338791/
When it comes down to it, it’s just a dress for a big party. An expensive dress for an expensive party. I’ll be married either way. I’m not in love with the dress, but I don’t hate it. I regret not taking more time (there have been so many gorgeous dresses on here), but dress shopping was anticipated to be an uncomfortable chore (I have a hard time finding clothes that fit right, I’m short with wide rib cage and short torso with barely a waist line – and 34D), but I had a great consultant and the dress was light and easy to move in while giving me waistline. So, I was caught up in the moment.