Well this past weekend I went wedding shopping and it was an experience that I will forever cherish. The day started off with a little rough start. Living here in New York, if your not running late to an appointment… well that would almost be a miracle in itself. Arriving at our first bridal shop I was a little disappointed. Their website clearly stated no appointments were necessary but when we arrived ( 30 minutes after they opened the doors) there was a 2 hour wait to see a consultant. I understand that if this is how they run their business, this should be stated on their website. That way when people like me who have never had a bridal shop experience show up and then are told to wait don’t get bummed out. Well as most brides, I had other confirmed appointments set up for the day so with much sadness we had to leave before even getting to try on any dresses. The next store we went to was a little better. We were a bit early to this location and they were able to help us promptly. The first question they ask you is “When is the wedding and what style do you like.” Of course I had no clue what I really liked until I began to trying them on. Our consultant was a very nice lady but honestly she was not listening to my wants. I think that she was so on guard and trying to protect me from my entourage that she was making us all a little uncomfortable. I was able to find a decent dress at this store. I use the word decent because although it was a nice dress and it had components of which I was looking for, it was clear that my search was not done. I do want to be clear that when I decided to go on this first wedding gown search, I was not planning on finding my dress. The point of this day was to find the style that best suited my figure, check out prices of dresses that I did like and just get to spend time with the ladies that I had invited.
After the second appointment we have one final bridal shop to visit before we break for lunch. We arrive at the third location which is basically a little hole in the wall boutique. From the outside you would never imagine the treasure that is located inside. The walls are blue Tiffany colored walls with cream colored sofa couches located in each end. At the end of one wall near the dressing rooms is a vintage look vanity holding veils, headbands and sparkly accessories. The selection of dresses is no where nearly as much as the last two stores we had just come from. I kind of started to get nervous because I feel like I have stepped into a store that may be over my budget. The quality of these dresses are basically screaming from the hangers they hang on. When we get there, there is only one other bride in the store and two consultants, the owner and the assistant. They greet us quickly and tell us to take a seat. “Who’s the Bride?” One of them asks and everyone points to me. She sits me down on the couch and she sits down “Indian style” on the floor directly in front of me asking me stuff about my wedding, my budget, what I like and what I don’t like. About 10 minutes being at this boutique the owner says she has something that I just may be looking for and directs me to the dressing room. I look at the dress she is bringing over on the hanger and it’s almost like I begin to blush. Inside the dressing room she is explaining how she will dress me and asks which dress I’d like to start with. I immediately point at the dress that made me blush. We wiggle my big hips and butt into the dress and to my surprise, the dress fits perfectly with some minor adjustments. This is a major relief because all the dresses would slide perfectly from my head down until it reached my hip area. From the moment she finished zipping my back I can feel the difference of this dress versus all the other dresses that have been on me earlier in the day. We walk out to the main area and everyone is literally in awe at this dress. I stand on the little platform in the middle of the room and can’t stop starring at this dress. Someone, I can’t remember who, brings over a veil and a small jewel incrusted headband and puts it on me. At that moment, tears begin to roll down my cheeks and I have my moment of realization. Shit I’m getting married and this is really happening! Everyone in my entourage is teary eyed, even the owner and the assistant. I never imagined that on the first day of wedding gown shopping I would find this dress that I had dreamed about since I was a little girl. (There was that slight stage in my life in which I didn’t want to get married, but that was quickly dismissed when I fell deeper in love with my fiancé) So what I would recommend anyone shopping for their wedding dress is to not settle for the dress that you like. Stepping into your dream dress is going to be a moment and feeling like you’ve never felt before. The next few pictures are a few of the dresses that didn’t make the cut. RIP dresses lol