It started on a page in a bridal magazine â€” actually several pages in several magazines. My mother, sister, and I all bookmarked the same advertisement in different magazines for a stunning gown from Priscilla of Boston. It was fabulous â€¦ and out of our price range.
I lusted after the dress for days and came across a former bride selling hers at a discounted price on Bravo Bride. We communicated back and forth via email, and she shared pictures from her wedding day. But in the end, I decided there was a dress out there made especially for me.
My mom, being the detective she is, scoured the web for a similar style â€¦ and she found one! And this time it was within our budget. We located a dress shop nearby (Classic Weddings) that carries the designer (Casa Blanca Bridal), and off we went with a printed photo of my new desire.
It was the first dress I tried on, and it lived up to all of my expectations. As soon as the shop owner pinned the dress snug to my body, I was speechless. I twirled in front of the mirror and checked it out from all angles. And my mom cried when I stepped out of the dressing room.
Without divulging details (my fiancÃ© reads my posts), I will tell you that the gown absolutely fits my style. Itâ€™s elegant but not elaborate. Itâ€™s simple and flattering. Itâ€™s ivory. And itâ€™s just lovely.
But we couldnâ€™t stop there! My mom and I had set aside an entire Friday for wedding dress shopping. And so I tried on 20 some other dresses. I selected various necklines and cuts and silhouettes and fabrics from two different shops. I almost fell for a princess gown with a fitted bodice and full skirt. It made me feel like Cinderella! But, really, it didnâ€™t match my personality (or our venue), and so I returned it to the rack.
The following day I went back to the shop with my sister/MOH and slipped into the dress again. And I didnâ€™t take it off for almost an hour! I accessorized with shoes, jewelry, and the finishing touch â€” a vintage-inspired veil.
So that was December, and itâ€™s now April. I had my first dress fitting last weekend, and Iâ€™m still in love! Iâ€™ve talked to other brides experiencing â€œdress envy.â€ And Iâ€™ll admit that I havenâ€™t stopped glancing at gown advertisements or looking at dresses on other brides. But as soon as I stepped into the dress last Saturday (this time in my size!), I knew there was no question about it â€“ this was my dress.
To top it all off, Nickâ€™s mother had flown to Pennsylvania from California to visit her mother for a few days, and the two joined my mother and I for the first fitting. My future mother-in-law cried when she saw me. Thereâ€™s just something about a wedding dress that makes women â€“ specifically mothers â€“ very emotional. I wonder if it will make my groom emotional, too? My guess is yes.
Even though I chose the first dress I tried on, I think itâ€™s a good idea to explore a variety of styles, colors, and fabrics.
Iâ€™m still debating whether to die my shoes ivory to match my dress or crimson to match the bridesmaids dresses. I love the thought of having a pop of color peeking from beneath my gown. And I wonder if I can get Nick to wear funky socks. What color are your shoes?
What stories do you have to share about the search for your dress?