- 9 months ago
- Wedding: May 2019
**WARNING full on novel ahead. Feel free to skip for pictures**
As a few of you may remember, I had fully planed on making my wedding dress as I had a very specific vision as to what I wanted.
Well a few nights ago my Mom came up to stay a couple days with me for a visit. The evening she arrived she asked if I’d be up for heading to the nearest larger city to try on some dresses. I said sure, that it would be good to get an idea of what kind of gown actually looks good on my body before I go making mine! She asked if I’d be open to her buying me one if we happened to find something I loved. I’m like ya ya sure whatever, fulling knowing I wouldn’t.
So we booked an appointment with one of the three bridal salons for the next morning. The lady on the phone said I was lucky cuz they actually had a trunk show going on which ment they had I bunch more dresses than normal. Anyway, we get there. They have me go through these three binders of dresses picking out ones I’d like to try on. There was nothing I loved, but I picked a wide variety of styles and silhouettes because why not. I was there right?! Lol Then she goes ‘ok, while I’m pulling these, why don’t you look through these dresses (gesturing to the trunk show ones along two walls) and pull out any you want to try.’ And bees. I was drawn like a magnet straight to this one dress. It had every single element I was wanting. Even down to the exact same lace pattern. I couldn’t believe it! We pull that one, obviously, a couple others and head to the changing room thing (which was gorgeous! The whole shop is in an old character home, and she had me in the room that had its own deck with comfy chairs, throw blankets and a pergola for shade. It was so cute!)
Anyway blah blah blah. My consultant lady (I’m not actually sure what they’re proper title would be) had me try on a couple others before The dress. I put them on. Fine, whatever. Nothing wrong with them, they were nice and all, but they just didn’t feel right. Then she let me put on The one.
Bees. I couldn’t stop staring at myself in the mirror. It was perfect. Maybe a little more low cut than I thought I wanted, and I was going to go with 3/4 length sleeves. But with that dress on.. Thoes things didn’t even matter. I’ve never felt so beautiful in my life. None of the bagillion other dresses I tried on that day made me feel as good as That one. I was in total shock.
So we leave. Talk all that evening about the dress and if I’d like her to buy it for me and all that. I was really on the fence for some reason. I felt so beautiful in it yes, but I guess I just had it in my head that I was going to make one, and was kinda in shock that I’d actually found one that was almost identical to what I had envisioned. I chatted with fiancé that night on the phone, he was all for it if that’s what I wanted, and supper supportive as always. I slept on it still feeling a little unsure, and woke up feeling so excited. I couldn’t wait to drive back down to the salon and put my dress on.
So we did, and I did. I loved it even more than the day before.. So as I’m sure you’ve guessed, my Mumma baught it for me!
Sorry for such a LONG post! And thank you to anyone who actually made it to the end! I’m just so excited and can’t WAIT for my dress to come in in about five months!!
And now, for what I’m sure you’ve all been scrolling for..