After 9 months... I finally tried my dress on! These past 9 months have been torturous seeing that no bridal salon in close proximity to me (other than Kleinfeld's) had a sample of my dress to at least try on. I had been second guessing my decision and wondering if I had made the right choice for one of the most important days of my life. Needless to say I was anxious about the whole ordeal. While waiting for it to arrive, I had been looking up pictures on Google and examining the dress on other brides... wrong move! Apprehension engulfed my mind and I was sure that I made the wrong choice. I was so focused on what other brides looked like in the gown that I forgot why I chose it in the first place. :::Flashback to Kleinfeld's in November 2010 when Randy hugged my waist and said, "You look stunning!"::: I began to feel like Elle Woods and questioned, why I would abandon my signature style? Thinking about it now still worries me!
The day came when my 3 future sisters-in-law, future niece, mom and I were at the Bridal Suite purchasing bridesmaids and flower girl gowns. A beautiful woman carrying a garment bag full of white contents passed us by while commenting a phase that I will never forget but will refrain from writing until after the wedding for fear that T is reading. While the girls were finishing up, my phone rang and the caller read, "The Bridal Suite." Strange, I thought, since I was standing in the very same establishment. The woman on the other end proceeded to tell me that my gown was in and I could come in and try it on when I have time. Being the extremely detail oriented person I am, I was putting 2 and 2 together realizing that the gown that just passed me was MY gown! We laughed on the phone after I explained the coincidence and the woman was a bit embarrassed when she realized what she had said in front of me while she was bringing to gown up to the front of the building. In my mind I told myself, "Nothing new... I have been hearing things I am not supposed (and don't want) to hear for a while now! Why should comments about my wedding gown be any different. I seem to have ears of a dog whether I like it or not." :-/
A few days passed and finally my parents and I went to try my gown on for the very first time. I tried to refrain from thinking of the other brides I had been studying for the past 9 months and focus on the matter at hand. For some reason I could not shake the anxiety and I felt a mild panic attack setting in. My parents sat in the parlor while I was behind the curtain changing into the most important dress of my life. As I looked at it hanging up, my stomach dropped... "That cannot be it..." I undressed, hopped in, and as my consultant fixed me up I began to feel faint. All of the sudden I felt hot, nauseous and extremely dizzy. I hadn't felt that way since senior year of high school when I mistakenly decided to donate my O- blood and then passed out on the table. I told the consultant, "I don't feel very well." She reassured me that I would be OK. After everything was just right, the curtain opened and I took the walk to the pedestal. Once propped up, I looked at myself in the mirror and immediately thought of TJ... I cannot wait to marry him! My eyes welled up and I couldn't help but break down and sob in my hands. After I hugged my mom, I felt better and was ready for the examination of the dress I chose. It looked so different... in a good way! Everything was just so and I could not stop staring at it. Then my consultant "jacked me up," or so Monti says on Say Yes! To The Dress Atlanta. After the veil was on, the original feeling of love for the dress returned and I couldn't have been happier.
I hope TJ loves it <3
Congrats on your dress!
ReplyDeleteI know how exactly how you felt. My dress is nothing like what everyone is wearing so during my months of waiting to try it on again, I started to wonder if I made the right decision.
When I finally tried it on again, I didn't care about anything else. I knew it was what I would get married in, and not because it's already half paid for. ;)