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The Dress: It Begins

We last left off with my pre-dress-shopping neuroses. I was convinced that the world was going to end, planets were going to crush me, and all that jazz.

We had two appointments scheduled for the first day of dress shopping, and I was prepared. I had on no makeup, as not to get any on the dresses, as well as my proper undergarments, so that I didn’t flash the whole world.

As a quick sidebar, I’d like to HIGHLY recommend wearing the undergarments I wore for dress shopping– the Spanx Hide & Sleek Hi-Rise Panty (or any other Spanx!), as well as a nude strapless bra. This way, while the attendant is stripping you drown and putting you into dress after dress, it just feels like you’re wearing a conservative swimsuit. Win!

Anyway, back to the story!

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The Dress: Pre-Shopping Neuroses

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When August rolled around, I knew it was time to go dress shopping. I think that most brides are excited, thrilled, or positively beside themselves with joy over that part of the wedding process.

I, however, was not. I was terrified.

Don’t get me wrong– I adored wedding dresses. I had about eleventy billion dresses that I had lusted over. I went through thousands of dresses online, getting my heart set on one after another. I was just terrified of the following-through part. The trying-on part. The you’re-too-tall-go-away part. The nothing-will-work-for-you part. I’d heard so many tales of horror regarding the terrible things said at dress boutiques. Clerks being downright terrible to brides, going as far telling them that they were way too fat for a dress, and they should just go elsewhere. Said in those words, in fact, and sometimes much worse.

I’m 6’3″, and at that point in time was 40 lbs. heavier than I am now. (30 more to go!) The possible horrible comments that could be made to me swirled constantly in my head. I was convinced that they would do no less than throw rocks at me, call me a land monster, and chase me out of the store with torches a-blazin’.

After putting it off and putting it off, I realized [read: everyone told me] that what I needed was to just suck it up, make appointments, and try not to cry if the attendants were mean. I wanted to try to get it all taken care of before my semester started, so I made 4 appointments for a 2 day period. I researched everything that I should look out for– what to wear underneath, what was appropriate to say, what I should watch out for, how to act, everything.

Going into my first appointment, I was terrified, but prepared. How did it go? You’ll have to wait and see!

Were you utterly terrified at the thought of dress shopping? Had you heard all tons of awful horror stories as well? How did you prepare?

*For those that have been following along– I know that I’ve written about the dress before, but I’m doing a better and more detailed series of posts on finding the dress… and the dress!