- 4 years ago
- Wedding: January 2014
Omg bees, my worst nightmare is actually happening. I picked up my dress from alterations two nights ago and it was bad. Like really really bad.
A little background : My FI’s uncle owns his own tailoring shop, where my Future Mother-In-Law is a seamstress. I was originally very excited about the fact that I wouldn’t have to worry about dress alterations, but then I had her alter a dress for me and it wasn’t all that great. Not a big deal deal, as it was rushed. But it made me feel very nervous about her doing the alterations in my wedding dress. But it was already talked about and I didn’t want to hurt feelings.
Fast forward to me going in for a fitting and she lets me know that she won’t be doing my alterations and that another lady from the shop would be because she does a better job… Ya… A better job…
So I’m standing there in my dress and I tell them that it needs to be taken in. Unfortunately for me, the fashion world assumes that if you wear a larger size, it means you have larger breasticles to go with it. Yes breasticles is a word.
Anyway, they all say no no no only the bust needs to be taken in and I said ok, cuz what do I know right? Well they take it in, I go back in and the pleating is all messed up on the bodice. Not just on the breasticles, but on the WHOLE bodice. I point it out and that I want it fixed and she tells me that, that’s the way the dress design was and she can’t change it but she’ll try. Uhm? No. The original dress did NOT have uneven and loose pleating on the bodice. Whatever she says she’ll handle it.
Next we go to the bustle. I originally had hoped that I wouldn’t need a bustle and that my train could just be tucked under so it was even all the way around like a regular ball gown. I guess that’s not a real thing. So we decided to do a French bustle.
So I leave and I call my Future Mother-In-Law the next day to see if I can borrow the dress so I can take it to find jewelery (my wedding is THIS Sunday FML). She says it’s fine and in fact the dress is done. Yay right? Wrong.
Pi pick it up and go to David’s Bridal to put it on with the jewelery I had picked out the night before and put in hold. Intake it out of the big and I’m about to step in it when I see the train. Bees, my dress has a lot of bling up top but a plain ball gown skirt with only rhinestone buttons going down the center of the back. Well not anymore! There are random sized pearls and randome size and shaped rhinestones scatter around my train. I was flabbergasted. I don’t know why they’re there. Why i wasn’t told? Why they even thought it was ok for that matter. I immediately start to freak out. I put on the dress and my sister laces me up and we ‘re both literally dumbfounded about this. Then she’s done and I look in the mirror and the top of my dress is hideous. They decided to only take in the dress from the center and only about an inch or two down. Well, they measured wrong and took shortcuts and they took it in too much in one side and not enough on the other. Which meant my sweetheart neckline wasn’t sitting centered to my cleavage. And she literally half assed sewed the ONE pleat in an attempt to fix them. The rest of the pleats were still loose, not even and just hanging there baggy. The added cups I wanted seen in were also done crooked and not in the right spot.
::Insert Bride Meltdown::
holy fucking shit my dress is horrible. We left David’s bridal and I call my mom freaking out and she says don’t worry, we’ll figure it out and is basically trying to calm me down. then my Fiance calls and I start crying again and he said don’t worry we’ll take it back and fix it and I say NO. I do not want anyone there touching my dress anymore and my mom will figure it out. Well Future Mother-In-Law is in her way over to do the tables and the only thing my Fiance can say is to take it easy on his mom. Which is understandable, but why would I yell at her? She didn’t do it. But that’s all he was concerned about, it annoyed me so I thought I would share that little tidbit as well.
Well she shows up and she immediately asks what’s wrong with the dress…Fiance called her and warned her apparently. so I get in the dress again and it’s the first time my mom is seeing it and she’s not happy. Future Mother-In-Law tries to downplay the issues that it’s not a big deal, that the lady DID probably tell me about the pearls and rhinestones and that I just didn’t listen, which let me tell you annoyed the hell out of me, but that’s a story for another time. Anyway she starts pinning and bla bla bla and I tell my mom in Armenian that I don’t want her doing any alterations in my dress, thankfully Future Mother-In-Law wasn’t listening so she didn’t even know I said something to her. Anyway, so my mom tells her not to worry and that we will take it somewhere and Future Mother-In-Law says no she wants to do it for me and make it perfect and my mom says no, that she doesn’t wanted this added stress on her the week of the wedding (which is very true) and we drop it.
We’re taking it to a seamstress that came highly recommended to us In an hour and we’ll see what she says about the dress and if it can be fixed.
Can an my wedding please just be over with already?