Play ‘em off, Keyboard Cat

I’ve been stalling on this whole “finding the bridesmaids a dress” thing. We know that I sort of fell in like/love with some J. Crew bridesmaids’ dresses, but sadly, those are not meant to be. There was a chance that those dresses would not fit my darling ladies to the best of their abilities, so I scratched the J.Crew dresses off the list.

Rather than continuing to obsess over dresses online, I decided [and by I decided, I mean "thankfully was harassed"] into making an appointment with a local shop to look at dresses in person. With an appointment scheduled, off I went to Bella Bridesmaid to check out dresses with my trusty mother and June, one of my awesome bridesmaids.

In about 2.2 seconds, I was so totally confused. I felt like ultimate fail bride 2k10. At this particular shop, brides with a mission, brides with cojones, brides with a plan, those brides… those brides must be their primary clientele.

“Um, I have an appointment? At 2? To look at bridesmaids dresses?” Real smooth, considering that I was in a store that only sold bridesmaids dresses.

“Great! What are you looking for? What color? Shape?”

I began my terrible, awful, hard-to-decipher run-on sentence spiel, “Well, I don’t want to be a mean bride, and I’m trying to make everyone happy, even though I’ve been dragging my feet about this. See, originally I wanted short black dresses, and then I got afraid that they’d be too harsh with my dress and our flowers and bright colors, oh yes, did I say that we were having sort-of a technicolor wedding? Yes, well, oh, ok, then I thought that maybe we’d do light gray dresses, but then I was afraid that they’d wash them out, or they wouldn’t like them, and then I didn’t know what to do. I started thinking each in a different bright color, but then I thought that might be too much, so, I think I need maybe a neutral-ish color? Or something? Oh yeah, and here’s a picture of my dress.” I shoved a photo of my dress into her general direction, totally horrified with my blabbering, and feeling like a complete moron.

“Ok, well we can just look around a little bit. How about that?” So, well, we did. Thankfully she was sweet and very patient, and we ended up with one that looked like it might be a major win in my hunt for a great dress.

{ first two photos from Melissa Sweet, second two ones I took of the dress in the shop }

Who else has acted like a complete spaz in the face of picking out bridesmaids dresses? Were you wishy-washy like I was, or did you know exactly what you wanted?