- 7 years ago
- Wedding: May 2014
I have been working my tail off (literally lol) trying to lose weight. I am down 55lbs and I was feeling sooo good about how far I had come. Don’t get me wrong I am not obsessed with being skinny and my Fiance and I both love my curves……. but I had gained 50lbs and I wanted so badly to get it off. I am finally back to my size 14/16 (which is my “normal” size) and I felt like I was finally ready to brave the bridal salons.
Sooo I ventured off to my first salon, spanx in hand and in high spirits. I went to a reputable salon in my area and even called ahead of time to tell them the type of dress I was looking for (mermaid) and I told them I would probably need a size 20 in dresses. The consultant assured me that I would have absolutely no problem finding a dress because they have dresses from 0-32. I informed her I was looking at two dresses in particular (Maggie Sottero: Divina and Mori Lee 5101). She told me she had both dresses and I should be able to get them on and she would clamp them to give me an idea of what it would look like on me.
So we (my mother, Maid/Matron of Honor, and I) arrived to the salon and it was chaos!! After waiting on a consultant for what seemed like forever I was taken up to the 3rd floor in put in the world’s smallest fitting room. She allowed us to walk the salon and pull dresses that I thought I may want to see on. The plus size section was a joke! The dresses were so outdated and there looked dirty. There was only 1 mermaid style dress and although it was pretty it was not what I was looking for.
The consultant told me she would pull some dresses for me so I waited in the small ass fitting room sweating bullets cause I am fat, the heat was on hell, and the dressing room was the size of a cracker box!! She FINALLY arrives with dresses that I could immediately tell were wayyyyy to small!! I refused to try them on but she insisted that I did cause she has been doing this for years and knew I would be able to shimmy into it…………….. I am an idiot and I listened to her! So she proceeds to go over my head with this dress and she saying and I quote “shimmy, shimmy, shimmy, shimmy, swim to the light, swim to the light”. I can only shimmy so much!! She goes under the dress and pulls with all her strength and almost detaches my boobs from my body!!. My arms are above my head and the dress is literally stuck. I could not move my arms at all and she could not pull the dress up or down. I honestly thought they were going to have to cut the damn thing off of me. I’m standing there with my ass out, my arms above my head and a dress stuck on my body. I could not breathe and I started to panic.
I finally kicked her out of the room cause it was too hot and I needed to breath (dress still stuck) my mom came in, I sat on the ground and she pulled as hard as she could and it finally came off (I am sure it ripped). I was mortified and wanted to leave. To save face the consultant brought in 4 more dressed which none of the fit past my hips……. I asked her what size the maggie and mori lee was that I wanted to see and she said 10!!! I called ahead told them I was a 20 in dresses and that I wanted to try those 2 on and they said they had my size! 10 is not 20!!!
The consultant said that there was a girl in the shop trying in the dresses and I could peak in on her appointment if I wanted too……… I did not feel comfortable intruding on someone else’s appointment so I asked if I could scan the racks on more time and that is when she said………. well at this time I don’t really see a point in you trying on more dresses. I gave her the death stare closed the curtain that they were using as a door, got dressed and left!
I went in feeling like a goddess and left feeling like a blimp. David’s bridal wasn’t much better. I was able to get in some dresses but none were what I wanted. I called every bridal store from Michigan to Chicago and none of them had any of the 3 dresses I wanted to try in my size.
This makes me sooooo very sad. The average size women in America is a 14 so whyyyyyyyyy in God’s name would a bridal salons buy samples in an 8 or 12 which is really a 6 and 10!!! I don’t get it! How will I ever find a dress? I refuse to buy without trying on!! Ugh.