I heard your feedback on the wedding recap, that you would rather see it in several posts as opposed to one long one and I respect that.
Plus, it’s easier for me, so I have no issue delivering.
But before, we get to any part of the day, I have to talk about one of my favorite aspects of it: MY DRESS! I know! It’s crazy! As much as I hate dresses on the regular, this dress was everything and one of my most favorite parts of the day, as evidenced by the fact that I couldn’t stop looking at it:
If you’ve been here through this whole wedding planning process, you’ll remember that I actually bought my dress last summer. As someone who hates dresses, selecting a dress was something that I really just wanted to get done and over with as soon as possible. Plus, knowing how much I hate them, I figured I wanted enough time to find something I really, at least, liked.
The first time I went shopping with my bridesmaids, we went to David’s Bridal because I really just wanted a large showroom full of every style and type that of dress I could even imagine to figure out what would look best on me. The third dress I put on, I didn’t want to take off because I loved it just that much. They even got me in the full get up of a veil and all, I loved it so much.
While I eventually steered clear of all the stuff on my head, it was the only dress I’ve ever put on that I never wanted to take off.
It was beautiful, but even better for me, it was comfortable. I got it a size too big because I wanted to be able to move in it. I knew I would wear Spanx underneath to smooth it all out, but I didn’t want to be shoved into a dress and be attempting to breathe all night. This dress gave me the ability to accentuate my shape and still breathe, which was nice.
I also was not expecting to like a lace dress; I expected it to be more frilly than my life would normally go for; but this was understated but beautiful, which I liked.
The train was the perfect length for me; just long enough to make a statement while walking down the aisle but not so long that I tripped over it all night (which was mostly in thanks to the bustle I had put on the dress)
I didn’t actually realize how “big” the train was until I saw this photo of me getting ready to walk down the aisle.
You can see a bit more of the detail in the back in this photo:
If I had an excuse to wear this dress again, I totally would. I don’t know how/where that would be appropriate, though. I think I might have to think of something .