So 8 months to go...there are times when I dread how much there is to get done and other times where I'm on a roll!! I haven't done much in the last couple of months but the last couple of weeks have been non stop! I GOT MY DRESS!!! I did go by myself...I'm not sure I could of handled anyone with me. The morning didn't start out so well so I wasn't in the best of moods. I didn't really go to actually buy one, just try on. The first store was European Bridal, small, cute, quaint and super nice staff. Not many dresses to chose from but I was originally interested in a La Sposa and the store had some similar to the model I had been eyeing...as with almost every other dress I tried on...cheapy looking. After two dresses I left.
Second store was every mother who thinks their daughter is the most beautiful and a store who thinks their the s*#^. I had to walk through and look at all the dresses myself, no one was there to point me towards anything. It was horrible even though I got the only nice old lady helper they had. Tried on two dresses...one was interesting but didn't catch my heart.
Third store...can we say 4,000 dresses!?!?! WTF?!?!? I got introduced to the store with 3 other brides...assigned a rack and told to "go get em yourself." Are you kidding me?!?! I am one of the most non girly girls there are and that means I know almost nothing about this...I have not been dreaming of this day since I was born and I did not bring a massive entourage to help me sift through 4,000 dresses! (and then I got hungry) Somehow they organize it so that you're left in front of the racks with $4,000-$10,000 dresses...I thought what the heck...might as well see what a NICE dress really looks like before I have to dig through the other 3,900 crappy ones. Yes I ooohed and aaahhed my way through the nice pile and ooops...I picked out one that must have been on the wrong rack due to the much lower price...stuck it in my pile and kept sifting. 20 minutes and about 800 dresses later I met the sales lady assigned to me...Jesus and God do exist....she plowed through all the remaining dresses in a matter of another 20 minutes and we had quite the pile! Then it was try on time...in a room full of 6 other brides, their mothers and whoever else they brought...WITH NO WALLS!!! Yes, I was changing in front of them and they were changing in front of me. I got over it by the second dress because I was actually starting to have fun! 10 dresses later and 2 maybes I tried on the 11th dress...which happened to be the very 1st one I picked off the "expensive" rack. My sales lady was gone for a second so I slipped into the dress and zipped it up...and as I started to look in the mirror my sales lady came back...my jaw dropped....and she grinned. This was it. Delicate but not too girly...hugged my curves...and was actually reaching the floor! Then I looked at the price tag...I groaned...I could not afford this. I thought I was going to cry...and then my sales lady said...don't get upset yet...I'll be right back. Five minutes later she came back in and handed me a piece of paper with a much lower number on it...STILL not low enough...I started thanking her and said, "I wish I could just buy this exact one, it's in great shape and it already fits perfectly." Her response was, "You would take the sample?" "Heck yeah!" I said. She said she'd be right back again. My hopes started rising. She came back and handed me another piece of paper...finally! Something reasonably close to my budget!! I told her I'd take it...and now I am the proud owner of a Marisa dress! (my parents love it too)
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