6.12.2010

Dress You Up in My Love

...from your head down to your toe-o-oes!  That song always gets stuck in my head.

I thought I'd wait awhile to buy a dress, until more details were ironed out and I knew what style would suit the wedding, but it was really important to me that my mom be there for my first dress-buying experience.   I wanted to share that "Oh my gosh I'm a bride" moment with her, so while she was in town, she and my sister and I headed over to David's Bridal to see what they had in stock.  I had heard negative things about it from other women, but my sister bought her dress there a few years ago and absolutely loved it.  I don't know what other brides' experiences were, but I loved my whole time there.  I attribute this in large part to the consultant, Lucy.  She was helpful and patient and really listened to what I wanted, and we came away with some great styles I probably never would have tried on my own.

Just as I had hoped, when I stepped out of the changing room in the first dress, it really hit me: I'm getting married!  I just stood looking in the mirror, taking it all in.  My mom teared up.  It was a hugely exciting and emotional moment, more so than I had anticipated.  I wanted to buy that dress right away, but  I think it was just the thrill of the wedding dress that had me sold. The longer I looked at it, the more I realized it wasn't right for me:



It's a gorgeous dress, and surprisingly well-constructed, but I felt like that bejeweled V-shape under the bust drew attention exactly where I didn't want it to be drawn.  Oh well, on to the next!

I couldn't wait to try on more dresses even though the first one wasn't right for me. In the end, I think I tried on almost every dress in David's Bridal.  Because Jeff reads this blog, I'm not going to show the dress I ended up buying.  But here are some of the ones I tried, just to give an idea of how much variety there really was in the store:


These dresses were all really pretty and, okay, there were some duds I tried on as well.  And even though I liked a few dresses, I had every intention of waiting several months before actually buying anything.  But then I tried on THE dress.  Lucy brought it out without my requesting it, and on the hanger I wasn't sure I liked it.  But when I put it on and came out of the dressing room, my mom just melted.  She started crying, and my sister nodded a quick, decisive "yes"--for her, the decision was made.  When I looked in the mirror, I looked like myself, but better.  The dress was flattering and elegant and very, very ME.  I didn't cry, but I did twirl.  And jump up and down.  And clap.

I hadn't even looked at the price tag, so I was sort of afraid to find out how much it cost.  I know, nothing at David's is astronomically priced, but I was on a self-imposed budget that was pretty freaking strict (I wanted to make up the cost of the venue in other places, remember?).  I was really, really hoping for something under $500.  So imagine my astonishment when Lucy told me the grand total of the dress was...

$250!  Half my insanely low budget and less than a lot women spend on shoes!  I just about fainted, I was so excited.  The dress was on sale, she said, and I would have to buy it fairly soon before the price went up again.  Now, I've worked in sales and I know that's the oldest line in the book, but I honestly would have bought the dress for way more than that, so to me the price was just icing on the cake.

I walked around in the store for probably another ten to fifteen minutes, "just to be sure."  But between you and me, I was already sold.  I just didn't want to take it off.

Finally I could tell Lucy, for all her patience, was trying to prod me back into the changing room.  I reluctantly took off the gorgeous gown and changed back into my stupid old regular clothes (note to all brides: wear something really, really pretty when you go dress shopping, because changing out of the most beautiful dress you'll ever wear and into ratty jeans and a tank top is just depressing).

My mom paid for the dress in full (I mean, come on, it was $250, what would the payment plan have even looked like?) and they gave us a date to pick it up.  The whole way home I looked at pictures of the dress that we had taken.  I was smitten, with a dress.  Weird.

I was surprised at how easy it was for me to find a wedding dress.  I had anticipated months of searching and trying on hundreds of gowns.  In a way, I'm sad I didn't get more chances to play dress-up and admire all those beautiful dresses.  But then I think of all those brides who really do have a hard time finding something they like, and realize I was so lucky to find a dress I love so quickly.  I couldn't be happier with the end result, and I can't wait to wear my dress on the big day!

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