- 7 years ago
- Wedding: June 2014
So I want to share my story about finding THE DRESS, cause I am curious if anyone else has had a similar experiance….
It all started back in 2010, in the beginning of the year. It was a few months after FH proposed, that I started looking at dresses which was a first for me. Growing up I never daydreamed about my wedding dress or my wedding, I was just not that girl… so I had no idea where I should start. All I knew was I wanted it to be white and me.
Over the next few months, whenever I had free time, I started doing major wedding dress research, to catch up on all those years I had missed out on. I learned about different styles, fabrics, bodice types, colors, lengths, body shapes… the whole shabang, and with all this knowledge I started looking at dresses, hundreds of them to get an idea of what I would like/not like.
Now being short with a very full figure and a hourglass body shape, I knew immediately that I would look nothing like the models wearing the dresses I liked, but with a lot of imagining, I thought I would look good in a corset dropped waist or princess gown that was strapless, with embelishments and lace and flowers.
I began to pic out and save pictures of dresses like these:
A few more months passes and I wanted to go look at them in person, to try them on, and pick one that I would buy later. So FH agreed to take me out to a Davids Bridal shop close by-ish, and we went. But because of miscommunications, FH got us there an hour before the store even opened, so you can guess that things were not going well….
Well while we were waiting, we started talking which turned into arguing, which turned into a really bad fight in the car, about even getting married, all because FH couldn’t agree on an actual date to get married, which you need to know so you know when to order your dress and get it altered. He kept saying general dates and stuff, and wasn’t really helping me feel any less anxious about the whole wedding planning thing/shopping for a dress. Eventually it got so bad I just told hm to take me back to the house and that until he could decided on a finite date, the wedding was off.
So we started to drive, and by this time, it was morning rush hour, so here we are sitting in traffic, me crying and FH not talking to me. I don’t remember exactly how we started talking again, but he apologized for being so no commited with the whole date for the wedding thing, and I told him I really did want to look at dresses, and so after much more apologies on his part, we turned around and he drove us back to the shop.
You would think after all of this, the rest would be a piece of cake, well it was and it wasn’t. Now I didn’t know you had to make an appointment to even browse for dresses, but thankfully they had no current appointments and set us up one right there. So then I was off looking through dresses upon dresses, with not really a clue about what to do. I just started righting down style numbers for the dresses I liked, so that I could try them on when it was time for my appointment. And then FH pulled me over to the as-if clearance sales rack, cause he was not happy with the prices of some of the dresses I was looking to pull. So we skimmed through them, but didn’t find anything I liked, so I went back to looking around the full priced gowns.
Then it happened, FH told me to come over, back to the as-is rack, cause he found one he loved. Mind you he is really picky when it comes to clothes for me, so for him to love a dress, it had to be amazing. And it was, but the thing was it was nothing like that I had picure myself wearing. It was an empire waisted dress, with some embelishments on the bust, but other than that was very plain, yet I loved it.
I immediately knew that this was my dress, without even trying it on. Then I went on the hunt for accesories, knowing I had to find the perfect veil to match, and I would it 😀
When the consultant came over and started asking me what I was looking for in a dress I pointed out the one I had fallen in love with, and she agreed to pull it, as well as some similar styles. But as soon as I put the dress on, I didn’t want to take it off. It fit me perfectly, and I loved the feel of it. It was ligth weight, and airy, and me!!
And when I came out in it, my FH had that look on his face, the one you can’t explain, but you know what it means. In that moment eveyrhting feel in place, and I was 200% sure this was my dress, didn’t even want to try somethign else on. And then the consultant put on the veil, and it was total perfection 😀
I got the dress and the veil that day, and driving back home, FH told me the reason he had been so hesitant with setting the date and planning stuff with me was because he was scared a little about the future after the wedding, and had cold feet, because of it. But seeing me in the dress, it made it all real for him, and ever since then he has been nothing but supporitive and involved in the planning.
Please share you stories, or comments, because I want to know if I am alone in this experiance or are there others like me out there 😀