- Silver Plum Fairy
- 6 years ago
- Wedding: December 2012
So I am still stressing about my dress choice. I flip flop between some of the dresses I tried on and the final choice I made. It’s so sad. I didn’t think I would be this bride. What I hate is I’m no longer thinking about how I am marrying the man of my dreams. I’m just obsessing over whether or not a made the right dress choice. My logical mind is saying “You’re going to look beautiful. Every bride looks beautiful on her wedding day. Think of the dress on you with your hair and makeup done.”
So here it goes my tale of the search for the dress. I went shopping last month for my wedding dress. I knew I wanted lace, so that’s all I had the sales ladies pick. My mom had just moved out here and unfortunately has been diagnosed with terminal cancer. We had just had this confirmed by a second opinion two days prior to my dress shopping day.
I had decided to just go shopping with my mom and my future mother-in-law for my dress…too many opinions confuse me as I already have enough floating around in my head. I also wanted to have that dream moment with my mom. It became clear that morning though that my mom would only be able to sit in on the first of my three appointments as she was in a fair amount of pain. I can’t lie, I was heart broken. It was fantastic having my future mother-in-law there for all the appointment, but she thought I looked beautiful in everything and was as confused as I was. My mom, even though she’s blind, always has an opinion (and definitely voiced many in the first appointment). She sees things with her hands and having her there was as valuable as if she had perfect vision.
Well I fell for dresses at all the places I went, but ended up putting a down payment on a dress at the third appointment. I thought I loved it. I thought it was almost a moment. It was lace mermaid gown with beading and silver threading around the lace detail. I woke up the next morning 100% sure I had made the wrong choice, when the feeling hadn’t faded by the next afternoon, I jetted to the salon. The sales girl was fantastic and so understanding. She said since I came back so quickly and “was so sweet” that she would allow me to transfer my deposit to another gown. So I tried on the Dillon, a gown I had tried on just after the original dress. It was a looser mermaid almost a-line gown with buttons down the back and a scalloped lace bottom. I could finally picture walking down the aisle. The sales girl had me sleep on it and I called first thing the next morning to transfer my deposit.
Well I am second guessing myself yet again.
I am confused over whether a beautiful sample keyhole dress I tried on at the first appointment (that I discredited as I felt self conscious about my body in it and the sample on sale was just a bit too tight). I ended up loving the fitted bodice dresses as they made my waist look TINY and none of my wobbly bits showed …well save for that back arm jiggle.
My mom did get to see my dress last weekend and she loved it. She called it the most beautiful wedding dress ever made. Got to love Mom.
So here is the dress I am currently obsessing over followed by two shots of the dress I purchased (It doesn’t help that the lighting was better in the first store either).