- 3 years ago
- Wedding: September 2015
So, I bought my dress this week from Davids Bridal and I wanted to share my overall shopping experience with y’all. I found my dress on my 3rd trip, 3rd shop. My first ever dress shopping trip was at one of the DFW DBs. I only went to get an idea of what sillhouette and fabric I liked, although there was one dress from their catalogue that I was dying to try on. I told them that the wedding wasn’t until 2015 and that we were planning a Halloween wedding. The consultant was really nice, but she missed the mark on nearly every dress.
They had the dress I wanted to try on, but it was a size 12 and I’m a size 18-22. She didn’t attempt to put it on me. The ballgown I tried was a big puffy tulle beast of a dress with a big bow on the butt. The only thing I liked about it was that the back was high enough to hide the back fat. The Aline wasn’t really her fault. I wore an aline gown for my quinceñera and most of them just remind me of it. Almost every A-line I’ve tried on has had that problem. I tried on an empire/sheath style that looked nice, but wasn’t a favorite. The mermaid was very stiff and had a lot of embroidery/beading and I can’t do that. When I get nervous, I fidget and pick at myself/my clothes. All the beading would be gone before the ceremony and I’d be covered in loose threads. I did decide that I liked dresses fitted to the hips, though. I’m really busty and natural waist dresses tend to look like empire on me. I wanted something that showed my curves and enlongated my torso. The consultant knew that I still had a while before the wedding, so she said not to rush, but when I find it, move fast and don’t miss it.
I tried on dresses at various other boutiques and really liked some of them. My biggest issue with the other stores was as soon as I said the wedding wasn’t until 2015, I stopped being a priority. Eventually, I just started saying that it was in 2014 just to get proper service. Even though I thought I had a clear idea of what dress I wanted, I still had that first dress I couldn’t try on in the back of my head and couldn’t find one like it elsewhere. So, after moving back to South Texas, I decided I’d check out one of the DBs there. They didn’t have that dress at all, but the consultant was really nice there as well and we had fun chatting. By this point, I knew I wanted a dropped waist/fit-n-flare/trumpet style dress made out of tulle/chiffon/organza, limited to no beading. She put me in things she thought I would like and there was one that I put on the maybe list, but I still wanted to try on the other hard-to-find dress.
I called and asked the other DB in town whether they had it and was told they did, but in a 14. Then I asked if there were any in the state at least that had it in a plus size and was told that none in the country carry it, cue disappointment. I decided, to hell with it, a 14 is as big as it’s going to get without being special ordered and I was determined. I picked some others from the catalogue just in case and called to check the availability of those. Only one other was in my size, the rest they only had up to an 8. I made the appointment and showed up.
The consultant, C, was really nice, I liked her a lot. The only thing that threw me off was that she said the woman I worked with before had hurt her arm and no longer worked there, so she’d be taking over. I don’t know much about communication between the stores, but it was my first time at that location and was confused as to why the other employee was being brought up. I wouldn’t expect her to be there. I know they work on commission, but still. If you help me find the dress, I’m not going to give the sale to someone who wasn’t there when it happened.
Anyways, I tell her which dresses I want to try on, mentioning that I know the first one was only in a 14, but I really wanted to at least try to get it on. No hesitation, she said, “Of course!” as if it didn’t cross her mind to not let me. She pulled the dresses and put me in the alternate dress first. I’m guessing it was a “Save the best for last” type deal because I’d mentioned how long I’d been wanting to try it on.
Now, when I told the woman at the counter the style number of the alternate dress, she tells me they don’t have it. I told her that when I’d called, I was told they had it in my size. She says that it must have just come in because she hadn’t seen it yet. I tell C what dress it is and she goes to get it, telling me that no one had tried it on before and how she hadn’t pulled it for anyone because it doesn’t look very good on the hanger.
I put it on and she’s taking a while to lace it up. I asked if everything was all right and she said that since it’s so new, it’s hard to lace it because the holes haven’t been stretched yet. Once she’s done, I step out and am just amazed. It was SOO much prettier than I imagined. Immediately, she goes and grabs a veil that just enhances how fantastic it was. My 8 mo old neice started clapping. C says that although it didn’t look very good on the hanger, it looked beautiful on me and that she might start showing it to other brides having seen it on a person now.
Now, I’m standing there, taking in how awesome this dress is when C tells me that she has another bride that she’ll also be helping and asked if I wanted to try on the other one already or if she could go and get the other bride started. I’m still checking myself out and talking to my sister, so I tell her to go ahead.
She comes back with the other woman, K, and her mom and introduces us to each other. C says that whenever she has more than one bride she likes to introduce them so that it becomes more of a group shopping thing as opposed to two brides competing for attention. So, she gets K started. K and her mom have both started complimenting me and the dress and when she comes out in her picks my sister and I both weigh in with our opinions. We both had very different styles, but I can appreciate a pretty dress on a beautiful bride any day.
C asks if I’m ready to try on the next one and I agree. She asks what I ranked the current one and I said an 8. I told her that I really liked it, but I wouldn’t be sold until I tried on the dress I’d been dreaming of. So, she puts it on me and it falls just a couple inches short of where it’s supposed to lie, but being a corset dress, I can get it on and she laces it up a bit. I step out and am just underwhelmed. My sister and I both agree that it was very much a ME dress, but it wasn’t THE dress. If I could shorten it, I’d wear it all the time for random, dress-up occasions. I really liked it, but it wasn’t the dress. C came back and asked if there were any others I wanted to see. She’d been really helpful, so I said, “If there’s something you think I’ll like, I’m willing to try it on.”
She brought back one that I had on very briefly. I liked it and it was nice, but, again, it reminded me of my quince dress. It was also much more my sister’s style as opposed to mine. She asks again if there’s anything else I want to see and I just say, can I put that first one back on? As soon as I walked out K’s mom says, “That’s the dress! I told you!”
At this point, both K and I are in dresses we love and C is going through veils with us. Everyone is asking me, Are you saying yes? Are you saying yes? I hadn’t planned on buying yet, so I was nervous about buying a dress at that point and said that I needed my mom’s ok first. Which is true, but I also needed time to work out how I was going to pay for it. K’s mom says, “Well, I’m a mother and I say yes to that dress on you.”
K was also being asked if she was ready to say yes and as soon as they added a tiara to her veil, K, K’s mom, and my sister burst into tears. My sister’s like, “I don’t even know you and I’m crying!” (Then another consultant’s bride comes out of the room on the opposite side of us and she goes, “Not another one!”) We all knew that was K’s dress and look. It was stunning. C gathered everyone around and we all cheered as she rang the bell for her dress. Her mom filmed it and after, K asked if I wanted to take a picture with her as we shared this finding our dresses moment together. Both her mom and my sister took our picture and C said that in all her years of introducing her brides, it was the first time they’d ever taken a picture together.
K and her mom say goodbye to us and they go to take care of purchasing/ordering her dress. I don’t want to take mine off. C says that she can hold the dress in the room if my mom and I can come back later in the day. As the first person to try it on and needing little to no alterations, she wanted to leave it as new for me as possible. We set an appointment for after my mom gets off work and I let her know that if we can’t make it, I’ll call and reschedule for another time. I tried being patient, but couldn’t, so I called my mom at work and apologized if I was interrupting, but I think I found my dress and what time would she be home. Unfortunately, she wasn’t going to be able to make it that night, so I called and said I wasn’t going to make it back that night and when I knew a better time I’d call again.
Mom gets home and I show her the pictures and she likes it. Dad asks how much and I tell him, everyone agrees that it’s a good price. Then they ask how I plan on paying for it. With my current job, I don’t make much at one time, so I couldn’t even put together the amount needed to put it on layaway without being broke for several weeks. I tell them that I’m going to look into the DB card and if I get approved for the amount needed for the dress, I’ll go that route as it’s 6 months interest free and it’s easier for me to put down a little at a time than to drop large sums at once. If I don’t get approved, I’ll save up to put it on layaway or order a new dress, it’ll just take longer. I call back and schedule an appointment for the next day after Mom gets off work.
So, I get myself prettied up. Do my nails, do my makeup, do my hair, put on real people jewelry and bring my shoes with me. Mom and I meet my sister and neice at the store. When we arrive, C tells me that she kept the dress in the room for me over night and all day because she didn’t want someone else trying on my dress as I was its one and only. I put it on, step outside and just felt so perfect. She brings me the veil I liked and we all agree that we love it. I ask my mom how it compared to our previous front runner, Mori Lee 3138 (2 sizes too big in the pics):
and she said that while it was a beautiful dress, the DB one was definitely more me. I’m not an elegant, vintage beading and lace, kinda girl. I’m a character. I’ve got a big ass personality and looking demure really isn’t me. I didn’t realize this until I put on a dress that really WAS me.
C comes to check on us and asks if Mom says yes as she knew I was waiting on her approval and Mama just says that it’s beautiful and you could see her eyes starting to tear up. I ask C if they still have the card and if it’s still interest free for 6 months. She says yes and brings me the application. I fill it out, she does her thing and I get approved, yay! So she asks me if I’m ready to ring the bell and, having the means and my mom’s approval, I agree. So she gathers everyone and my sister’s recording and I ring the bell. I don’t even think I made a complete wish, it was just a bunch of happy thoughts.
She asked if I wanted to get the slip and bra and veil today as well, but knowing my paycheck, I figured I could wait on those and pay for them in full closer to the date. I didn’t want to owe more than necessary. She tells us we get a percentage off on the veil if we get it with the dress and my mom says that she would like to make my veil for me. We go up to the front and she offers the discounted dress preservation kit. Again, I decline. As she’s ringing me up, she says that she’s kind of sad to lose the dress as it’s the only plus size one in that style they have. Whoops. I kind of feel bad if I make another bride jump through hoops to find it in her size like I had to with the other one.
She starts loading up the garment bag with all of the extra information and coupons. When buying your dress, they give you a $20 voucher for Shutterfly. She had several of them and looks at the expiration date. C says that they expire in December, so she’ll just give them all to me. So, now I have about $80 to spend by Dec. with Shutterfly.
Once everything’s been rung up, she comes around with the dress in the garment bag and hands it to me. She lets me know that she’ll be checking up on my in about a month to check on how I’m doing and again around February to see if I’m ready for bridesmaids. At some point I’ll tell her the wedding’s been postponed to 2015 (the actual date) and we’ll come to her for BM dresses closer to that date. We hug and she says goodbye to us.
I’m really happy with my overall experience at all the DBs I went to. The consultants were all very nice and helpful, even at that first appointment when the wedding was 3 years out. I didn’t like the limited availability of their plus sized merchandise in stores. I lucked in to finding the dress in my size. It bothered me that there was no way to try on dresses without either travelling, getting lucky, or special ordering it. Even so, I love my dress and am happy with the memories I have of finding it. I’d definitely recommend the DB’s that I went to to other brides (PM me if you want to know actual locations).
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