Buying my wedding dress was a fiasco, I am sure that not only did I make my mom nuts but also my sisters and my best friend though I went off the deep end. Let me backtrack, when Shawn and I got engaged back in March we decided that we didn’t want to wait to get married. We had been together for almost 5 years and as he s eloquently put it he didn’t need a big party he just needed me to have his last name (hallmark moment!). The general consensus was that because of what I do for a living my own wedding would be some huge over the top party, but that couldnt;t be further from the truth. I never really wanted a big wedding I had always envisioned us alone on a beach somewhere with a judge and a few handfuls of friends and family. I was so tempted to do a destination wedding but I didn’t want to put that kind of financial burden on the people I loved especially because we would not be giving them adequate time to plan and prepare. I knew I wanted a wedding this year so I began looking at open dates at our hall as far as I could tell I had 2 options either June 8th or Dec 22nd. I needed to plan around the hall’s schedule because obviously mom and I would be gone also Kelly would be attending the wedding as well and that left no one to look after Farina’s. I wanted December 22nd but was overruled because it was to close to christmas, so we settled on June 8th. because we were doing a very low-key intimate party (the guest list was 21 people including us) I didn’t think much a bout a dress.I knew we were planning on hosting a large party on our 1 year anniversary and was going to wait to purchase “the dress” so I went online… cue the scary music. From the start I downplayed the importance of my wedding I was so focused on the being married part that I forgot about the fun included in the getting married part. My mom knew from the beginning that I wasn’t making choices based on what I wanted but based on being practical but she wisely stayed silent. I decided no cakes, no centerpieces, no linens and no dress. I just didn’t want to burden anyone with the financial responsibility especially since I was trying to get this all done in 3 months, anyway fast forward to 3 weeks before the day. My dress had arrived about a month prior but I didn’t try it on, I was losing too much weight to fast and I wanted to wait till just before it went in for alterations to see how it would look… HUGE MISTAKE! I tried it on in front of my mom and best friend and instantly hated it. I don’t mean dislike I mean hate as in get that ugly thing away from me, what was I thinking, there’s no way in God’s green earth I m wearing that hated it but I forged on. I plastered on a smile and try to look for things that I liked, I truly believed I had my mom and Kelly convinced that I loved it. That night I went to bed miserable, I hated that dress and now I felt stuck, the next morning I admitted defeat, at 8am I called my mom and in hysterical tears told the truth. I hated the dress! I did want centerpieces! I needed to have chair covers and I couldn’t live without a wedding cake! I was sobbing like a child in the middle of a full-blown meltdown and she starts laughing and says Finally!!!! I have been waiting for you to get emotional about this. She hated the dress, Kelly hated the dress, my dad hated the dress and everyone agreed Shawn would really hate the dress.
Time to Shop!