- 7 years ago
- Wedding: March 2010
A few weeks ago my mother told me that she originally wanted to buy my wedding dress. The only reason she didn’t is because after looking with her multiple times I found a dress with a BM on a whim. I cried when I bought it. I felt beautiful.
But looking back on the pictures I felt dated. And since my mom offered to go with me I decided to give it a shot. Especially after I found out my dream dress was located only an hour away.
Well, I went today to try on this “dream dress”. It was beautiful but didn’t live up to my standards. However, the lady helping me out said she’d like me to try on a dress just because she thought I’d love it. And I did. It made me feel better than any other dress has. This is the front. And this is the back. (it also has buttons down the back.)
It fit like a fucking glove. The straps needed a little adjustment, the length only an inch or two, and a few inches of material added so I didn’t have al of this cleavage sticking out.
After a little convincing (my mom wasn’t so sure at first, and even tried convincing little modest me that I should be wearing a strapless dress I was surely not comfortable in) she told me she would buy it for me. Under one condition. I DID NOT alter the neckline. wtf. She knows how modest I am. How much I wanted the dress. She could see the tears almost coming down my face when she told me she wasn’t going to compromise.
To make matters worse, she knows that FI is extremely modest, too. I told her that I felt uncomfortable with him seeing me walking down the aisle in something so revealing in CHURCH, in front of 120 people or so. I swear she’s sabotaging my wedding. I know she doesn’t like him. I know she knows he made some comment a while back how he couldn’t handle my walking down the aisle in a dress too low cut. And she insisted. Made me contemplate getting this dress for almost an hour. I felt so bad for the lady who worked there.
Also, she demanded to see my guest list (FI and I are paying for the whole wedding ourselves) and said she was so embarrassed that several third cousins weren’t invited. She wants to see the room we are getting married in and wants to have a B list even though I told her that we are max capacity. Even when I told her that we are cutting friends we wish we could have just to have our large families there. I’m refusing.
Smoke is coming out of my ears. I’m so sad and mixed with anger at the same time. Really I’m not asking for much. I found one of the cheapest dresses (she wanted a 2K dress and the one I wanted was $975.) only after she told me she would buy my dress.
ETA: I cannot afford to buy the dress on my own. It, to me, is low cut because it goes to the top of my bra and I don’t even wear tube tops or halters but I will wear tank tops. I feel like she’s sabotaging me because she knows how we feel about this.