Today I woke up like a kid on Christmas morning. I woke up on my own at 8:00 (this doesn't even happen on a work day) and couldn't go back to sleep knowing that later that morning I would be trying on loads of dresses to find "the one". I made appointments at two different stores. While I had heard bad things about one of them, and was unsure myself about going there, I managed to find an amazing dress at this store with the help of my consultant, Angie. With the support of my mom, sisters, soon to be mother-in-law, maid of honor, and roommate, I found the dress of my dreams.
The first dress I tried on was the one I was looking so forward to wearing. I loved it because it had an empire waist- and it had pockets- but the general reaction was "eh". I was bummed but pressed forward. The second dress, while different and very fun, was just not doing it for me. Then, the third dress came. It was unfortunate that I didn't have a mirror in the room I was getting dressed in. I had to rely on seeing my mom's reaction to the dress before I could even have a reaction for myself. I came out in the dress and turned to look at myself (not as conceited as it sounds). Once I finished fiddling with it and "floofing" it, I took a minute to really look at myself in this dress and let it sink in. Within about 2.5 seconds I did what I had sworn up and down I wouldn't do. The waterworks began. This caused a chain reaction to everyone in my entourage. I knew in my heart that this dress was meant to be mine. But in my head, in true "Say Yes to the Dress" fashion, I knew that I should still try on a few more before really making such a huge decision.
After some more hits and misses, and one potential front runner over dress #3, I went back to that dress. I decided to add some personal touches to it and see what it would look like with a hair piece. Well, once the accessories were in place and the dress was clipped to fit, I stood up on the circle pedestal and looked at myself (again). In that moment I knew that without a doubt this had to be my dress. It was made for me- I just know it.
After lots of tears, figuring out that I could still bust a move in the dress, and $200 off, I made the best decision ever (besides deciding to marry Brian, of course) and purchased the dress. Once I got home I looked up the dress online. Looking at it online does NOT do it justice. I had looked at all the dresses on the site multiple times and had overlooked it every time. It looks nothing like the real thing and I am so glad that Angie brought it to me to try on.
Besides the excitement of sharing this once in a lifetime moment with such amazing people in my life, the other best part of my day was a text I received from Brian. In the midst of the stress and craziness of finding a dress, I managed to find a second to check my phone. I had a text message waiting from Brian that said, "Remember to have fun. Don't stress. I love you.". Between that text and the idea of marrying Brian in that phenomenal dress, and having my friends and family there with me to share in this time, I knew that I was the luckiest girl in the world.
Tomorrow we are picking flowers. Part of me suspects that this could prove to be more stressful than dress shopping ;)
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