@MrsN14: oh, it seems we had the opposite direction, I thought i wanted ball gown, but realize that I don’t like the look on me. I have never liked lace, didn’t own anything lace, but I end up with a lace gown!
BTW, you dress is so beautiful! I still like that look, even thought it was not for me.
I knew I wanted something floaty, tea length, lacy, and demure. I ended up with exactly that. My mom was having a fit because, to her, it isn’t a wedding dress unless it puts Princess Diana’s to shame and not only did I go into the appointment saying “NO TRAINS” I ended up with a dress that didn’t even touch the floor.
I was interested in sheath and A line gowns. I said absolutely no mermaid or fit n flares. So after not really liking any of the dresses I tried on the woman made me try on some mermaids and I fell in love.
@Trilly: Similar here. my mom wants me in a ballgown, or at least A line. I guess every mom wants to see her daughter as a princess. and I did try a lot of ball gown to please her, at the end, it’s just not for my style.
I am still try to talk her out of the ball gown idea, it may take awhile 🙂
@fiona8718: You look absolutely gorgeous in the that dress!! Way better than the model! You have the perfect body 🙂
My dress was everything I wanted plus some. I was looking for a simple/plain, sweatheart neckline, fit and flare with buttons down the back. Nothing sparkly or anything because I dont like glitter and all that shiny stuff lol. I ended up getting all of that PLUS the sparkle 🙂 I love it haha
Before I tried even one dress on I picked out the one I wanted online and I knew it would be the one I wore. I went to a few bridal boutiques first and saved my intuition dress for last. I put it on and it was “the one” – the exact dress I had picked out months earlier and knew I’d wear. I think a lot of it was that I know what cuts are flattering on me and I know what to stay away from.
@fiona8718: I, too, tried on a “full A-line” as the consultant called it. Looked like a ballgown to me! I’m not a small person. The dress made me the biggest thing in the room. You know those crochet toilet paper covers they put a Barbie doll torso on? That was me. I was a head, tits, and then 50lbs of dress.
Even my mom admitted I looked terrible in a poofy dress and I was right. I’m still reminding her she admitted I was right about something.