Post # 1
I just recently went from lurker to commenter, and now first time poster- hi, Bees! So I went dress shopping for the first time on Saturday! And what happened was not what I expected.
I spent the past months pulling together pictures of my favorite dresses and over and over I chose the same thing. Ballgowns and a-lines dominated my list, with fluffy textured skirts, gorgeous swirls of organza and tulle… So my mom and I set a date for her visit and I made an appointment to try on a specific dress- Casablanca 2091. It was a frontrunner for my mom and my #2 or #3 favorite. On Saturday, it was the second dress I tried on. As I stood on the pedestal surrounded by mirrors, the dress was beautiful. I was beautiful- a princess. A veil appeared, I cried, my mom cried. After several other dresses with little to no reaction, I tried it on again and had the same emotions. The dress made me cry, and anyone who has watched Say Yes to the Dress knows what that means! But something just wasn’t right and I couldn’t pull the trigger. We went to lunch and on to our second appointment.
Once again I showed my ballgown pictures and explained that mermaids and fit and flares were no-nos due to my pear shape. So ballgowns were pulled from the racks by reluctant ladies with motherly raised eyebrows who tsk-tsked about me wanting to hide my shape. Brushing off the advice and flattery, I wandered down a long row of white. My eyes landed on a cloud of fluffy ivory spilling from the line of dresses and my breath caught- this was what I had pictured for months! Please let it be a ballgown! But the layers and layers of that gorgeous skirt were attached to a fit and flare bodice. Well if the ladies insisted I try something different, then this would be the one.
After trying on several ballgowns of various meh reactions, I finally readied myself for the impending disappointment and blow to my ego that was the fitted dress. It was the Maggie Sottero Primrose. The curtain opened and… I loved it. I was sexy, I was womanly. I wasn’t a princess, I was myself- only a hundred times more gorgeous! I was grinning and laughing in shock while turning around and around to admire the dress. My mom was grinning and laughing and nodding in agreement. We laughed as I tested my dance moves. I was having fun and there were no tears in sight. I didn’t want to take it off. The veil came out and my smile got bigger. I tried on several more gowns- a few princess ballgowns and even a few more fitted dresses, but I knew. The ballgowns suddenly felt like I was a little girl playing dress-up compared to the va-va-voom feeling I had in the Primrose. So I bought it with no hesitation and looked at the picture of myself in it every half hour for the rest of the night. I have little doubt that the dress is right for me, but can’t help but wonder about my two different emotional experiences and what ultimately won me over.
Have any of you had a crying experience with a dress that ended up being only second best?
Post # 3
Congrats on finding your dress!!!
I had the same shopping plan thinking I wanted something a-line with a statement back and straps to hold up my ladies. And I tried many on and liked all of them. But I remembered reading that every bride should try on different styles bc…you just never know. So I tried on a strapless trumpet and I was floored. I didn’t cry, but I did have the silliest grin on my face and felt like jumping up and down, and that’s when I knew I had found my dress.
Post # 4
Ahahaha- yes. I cried to a dress that was second best because I was SO RELIEVED that I found something that I actually liked.
The dress that I chose- I beamed 😀
Post # 5
I just went dress shopping for the first time on Sunday, it was a spur of the moment thing with just my mom, and we weren’t seriously shopping. I don’t really like veils (I dunno, not my style I guess) and so I put one on at my mother’s insistance but it was kind of a forced thing. However, the first dress I tried on made me just feel really good, kind of like putting on a second skin. I tried it on a second time as the very last dress I tried on, and it just kept growing on me. I feel happy and at ease in it, and kind of awe-struck every time I catch myself in the mirror wearing it, and I think I would rather that than a dress I start bawling in 🙂
Pretty sure I’m going to buy it by the end of this week, so crying doesn’t seem to be my ‘sign’.
Post # 6
No, but I didn’t cry over any dresses. I smiled when I found “the one.”
Post # 7
@waterbaby: you are cruel to give us this story with no photos.
Post # 8
thank you!! I am so glad somebody pushed me to try a different style… I am sure those ladies see the same scenario all the time. 🙂
maybe that was behind my reaction too? I was just relieved I didn’t look ridiculous and maybe it caught me by surprise.
same here with that second skin feeling! It just felt like it was meant for me, that I wasn’t trying to be somebody else. And yes, I definitely don’t want a dress that will make me ugly cry on my big day haha. Congrats on potentially finding the one!
smiling brides all the way. 🙂
I know, I know! When I posted I was still really worried about my fiance seeing a picture somehow and spoiling the surprise? I’m pretty sure he won’t be lurking around the bee anytime soon though, so without further ado:
Post # 9
That dress is absolutely flawless on you!
Post # 10
@waterbaby: My dress didn’t make me cry, it made me stupid giddy happy. I almost cried when they put on the veil – made me feel like a bride, but the dress makes me want to bounce around, jump up and down, and dance – not cry tears of joy.
Post # 11
BEAUTIFUL!!! Isn’t that dress shape the best?! I love the texture and that belt is spot on. Congrats again 🙂
Post # 12
That dress is utter perfection on you! Made me smile just seeing the picture.
Post # 13
I agree with the sales ladies (whomever they maybe)…why would you want to hide that beautiful figure. My BF asked me the other day will I have a tight fitting gown I said hell yes!!!
Congrats to for finding the dress of your dreams!!!!
Post # 14
You look absolutely stunning in that dress. Beautiful choice!
When I put my dress on and walked out I just knew. It was the dress that made me smile and the dress that made me tear up.
It sounds like you got the perfect one for you 🙂
Post # 15
My Future Mother-In-Law cried and my best friend cried…I however, only smiled. I’m not an overly emotional person, so I’m not stunned at my lack of tears. But my dress made me feel sexy.
I always thought I would want a ballgown and to feel like a princess, I never envisioned myself in a mermaid type gown, but I love it and love the way it makes me feel.
Post # 16
So beautiful! I’m in a similar position and I’ve actually been in love with Casablanca 2091 for a while now too, but concerned about how I’ll feel when I finally get a chance to try it on. Do you have pictures of that one as well?