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Getting Ready: Bringing It All Together

I’m not going to lie. I was a little nervous when it came time to put the dress on. The alterations and pressing weren’t finished until the Thursday before the wedding, and I never tried it on one last time. It was falling off at the last fitting, and the seamstress promised to fix it, along with some tacking issues, adding boning, etc. (She failed, but again, we’ll talk later about that.)

We decided that the best way to do this was for me to step into the dress. Not wanting to mess up any of the pleating (ha!), I sat on the bed and sort of slid into the dress.

I then stood up and took the tank I’d been wearing off. After playing basketball for 13 years, one learns how to totally undress and redress without showing everybody the kit and kaboodle.

I held the awfully heavy dress up while Mom and Laura zipped me in. There was a lot of boob-holding that day, as the dress was way. Too. Big. Didn’t bother me on the day of– I just kept absentmindedly hoisting it up or awkwardly boob grabbing.

Mom and Laura tied the bow, and then tried to fluff it to perfection.

After the dress was on, it was time for my something blue, one of Wednesday’s shaky mice. I still am eternally grateful to our kitty for letting us borrow one of her beloved toys for our wedding day.

Shaky mouse was safety-pinned into the underside of my skirt. It wasn’t visible from the outside, but I could always reach down and feel it for good luck and love.

Next, my mother put on my something borrowed, her pearls from my father.

I closed my eyes, held up my hair, and soaked up the moment.

Laura slid on my garters…

…and I leaned down to give her a hug. We were just big piles of love that day.

I sat down and she slid my shoes on.

Luke did a quick veil test, but we decided it would be better to put it on when the time for the first look came. Too much veil for travel!

With Hello Kitty and her kitty husband holding down the fort, and the other girls were dressing…

…it was time for Laura and me to leave for the first look!

I’d like to impart some words of wisdom at this point. While making your final preparations to put your gown, your accessories, and your special items on, realize what is happening. Don’t rush it. Be present. The amount of love and ceremony that came along with getting dressed was so special, so powerful, and so unexpected. Every element had a weight, a meaning, and I was filled with a love that I hope everyone is able to experience on their wedding day. Brides, relish in those moments with your family and friends. Absorb it, feel the love that is around you, and soak up every moment.

So, what was JP up to while I was having bridal-zen-love-fest 2k10? Well, we’ll see in the next installment of recap-a-palooza!

*All photographs from Matt Miller of Our Labor of Love.

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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!

I just went into excited overdrive.

On Saturday, I will be going wedding dress shopping!

Yes, I know, I already have a dress. It’s not for me, it’s for Kristen, my Matron of Honor. I’m her Maid of Honor, so of course I’m ALL UP ON THIS!
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After my paranoia with dress shopping, I have all of the “What to do when dress-shopping” articles, posts, books, advice, etc burned into my brain. I think I may have just scared the crap out of her with my instructions and tips, but it will be fun.

HEAR THAT KRISTEN? FUN.

Anyway, it really warms my little ol’ heart to imagine her in a white dress and that I get to be a part of all of this! Again, I’m so flipping excited.

And I hope this place allows pictures, ’cause I’m gonna take 239u423 pictures. And report back.