Yes. I had a traumatic experience when it came to buying the wedding dress. All because I was being sensible.
Ladies, whether you’re engaged now or hope to be one day, let me tell you one little secret. When it comes to the dress,
I know I know, you’re only going to wear the dress one day right? Why the hell should it matter what I’m wearing that day when that day is about the love I have for the person I’m marrying.
It may be just one day, but you will have those photos for the rest of your life. More importantly than that, there is just a feeling you get with the right dress. And that feeling will last all day and the rest of your life through those photos. For me, I feel like a different person when I wear my dress. It makes me feel powerful yet meek, beautiful and refined. In short, it makes me feel like ME, how I should feel every day.
But yes. I was sensible.
Let me explain my traumatic experience to you in comic strip form:
Dress #1: Vintage Dior Dress #2: Vera Wang Diana
Note: neither of these are the actual dresses IRL
Frame #1: I was in the midst of trying on several dresses I just didn’t like, until I saw a bride to be leave the viewing area with a dress that immediately caught my attention. I asked to try it on next.
Frame #2: I fell in love with it IMMEDIATELY. I honestly can’t describe the feeling when in your dress. I knew this was the one.
Frame #3: Yes. The price. It wasn’t outrageously over budget, but enough so that I would have to trim down the budget elsewhere. My mom really wanted to go down to David’s Bridal. I agreed, the entire time thinking ‘I’ll try on dresses, but I love this one too much and I’m not leaving with any other’
Frame #4: After trying on several dresses I did find one I loved, but I think I was more in love with the price tag. At more than half the cost of the original dress, I felt I had to get this one. I went back home (a 4hr trip over road and water) and that night started to regret it.
Frame #5: I was so upset I bought the second dress. Even more so because it was non-returnable. In the end it just didn’t feel right. I didn’t dare say anything to my mom though. I just decided to suck it up. But then she called me.
What happened?
She asked me if I was really happy with the dress. When I admitted no, she suggested, since we couldn’t return it, we go back down and try on others.
By the time we headed down the dress I ordered was already in store. I tried on a whack load of other dresses including the one I bought. I ended up in tears (how flippin’ embarrassing). I felt horrible and was so angry with myself that I bought the second dress. It didn’t give me that feeling you’re supposed to have with the dress. Not at all.
I sadly went home with the dress.
A few days later however, back in my city, we went back to the store with the dress I love.
I couldn’t suppress my sad joy. I still loved the dress so much. But what was I to do?
Ladies (and gents), I currently own both dresses.
My parents could tell I was distraught and upset with the mistake I made. They decided to buy me the dress I love (I love my parents so much) on the condition I sell the first one.
I’m still trying to sell the original dress (no luck) and I’m keeping my fingers crossed, but I am SO happy I at least have the dress I absolutely love and makes me feel like a bride!
I know it may seem silly, but the right dress is a big deal.
I know that come August 18th, I will feel like me, 100%, powerful yet meek, beautiful and refined.
What a cute comic! So glad your initial tragedy had a happy ending. You are totally correct, the right dress is a big deal!