They made me wear the tiara...even though I didn't really argue.
We had all the essentials...
Champagne, Wine, Cheese & Crackers and Britney Spears Greatest Hits.
And, my BB made an amazing cheesecake for us to share....
Complete with an 'F' ornament, for my future last name! Sooo thoughtful!
I went in with an open mind. I told them I would try on anything and everything they wanted to see me in but I had four dresses that I had chosen. My darling BB knew exactly the kind of dress I didn't want and so that is exactly the dress she found for me to put on.
I don't want sleeves, I don't want poofy and I don't want flowers and this had them all. It was actually a beautiful dress, but sooooo not me.
We got the funny one out of the way and then got down to business. I tried on one dress I didn't think I'd like at all, but actually loved it. It had a beautiful beaded bodice that came just below my hips and then belled out into a satin trumpet skirt with tulle overlay. It was gorgeous and I really liked it, but it wasn't "the one."
Next I tried on a dress that I had actually tried on before, one that I thought had serious potential to be "the one." It fit me perfectly and had an AMAZING train. The only problem with it was I didn't think it was a WOW. It was a little simpler than I had wanted. I knew I had the option to add some beading or some other details to make it more of what I wanted, but then I wouldn't know how it would turn out until it was done, and if I didn't like it I would be screwed. But, we kept it in the running.
Then I put on dress #4. It had all the elements I wanted but it didn't have the amazing shape that the previous dress had. Thanks to Ashley being a pro she pinned it and gave it the shape of the last dress....and that's when it happened. I had "THE MOMENT." Ashley put a veil on me and gave me some beautiful earrings and I lost it. I cried. I looked at my mom who was crying, my friends had tears in their eyes and even Ashley was misty. This was it. I was wearing my wedding dress.
After an hour of just hanging out in my dress I filled out the paper work and was ready to seal the deal.

Next I tried on a dress that I had actually tried on before, one that I thought had serious potential to be "the one." It fit me perfectly and had an AMAZING train. The only problem with it was I didn't think it was a WOW. It was a little simpler than I had wanted. I knew I had the option to add some beading or some other details to make it more of what I wanted, but then I wouldn't know how it would turn out until it was done, and if I didn't like it I would be screwed. But, we kept it in the running.
Then I put on dress #4. It had all the elements I wanted but it didn't have the amazing shape that the previous dress had. Thanks to Ashley being a pro she pinned it and gave it the shape of the last dress....and that's when it happened. I had "THE MOMENT." Ashley put a veil on me and gave me some beautiful earrings and I lost it. I cried. I looked at my mom who was crying, my friends had tears in their eyes and even Ashley was misty. This was it. I was wearing my wedding dress.
After an hour of just hanging out in my dress I filled out the paper work and was ready to seal the deal.
I want so badly to show you pictures of all the dresses but the boy reads this blog and I don't want him to have even a hint of what it looks like. Sorry, but you'll have to wait until November to see what I chose. I am so excited and relived and thankful that choosing my dress was so fun and stress-free! It feels so good to have this major, MAJOR "to-do" crossed off my list!