Image via JLM Couture
Well I never got a chance to try on this exact model, but I did try on some similar styles.... Aaaaand I hated it. This type of dress looked decidedly better on a model than on me and I knew I had to move on. Ugh, it broke my little heart to let go of it, but I knew that there was something better out there for me in the wide world of wedding dresses.
I want to let you guys in on a little secret. Are you ready for this?
Wedding dress shopping isn't easy.
I know. You're shocked, aren't you??
I think I'm probably disillusioned from watching too many episodes of Say Yes to the Dress, but I really thought I was going to waltz on into my friendly neighborhood bridal shop, throw on a few dresses, find one that rocked and have my happily ever after.
Image via Entertainment Weekly's PopWatch
Yea, I'm obviously living in a fantasy world.
Honestly, when it came to dress shopping, I was clueless. I don't normally wear big white ballgowns so how the heck am I suppose to know what I like and what I don't??
And then you sit down with a consultant and the first question they ask you is:
"How do you want to look on your wedding day?"
If you're anything like me (hopefully you're not) your answer may have been something like this:
"Uhhhhhhh...."
*Blink*
"Pretty?"
Yup. I've decided that I wanted to look pretty on my wedding day. Brilliant!
Pretty apparently isn't an acceptable answer and so my mom, MOH D and I found ourselves searching through masses of dresses occasionally pulling one out and saying things like, "Oh do you think this one is pretty?" or "Who the hell would wear THIS dress?" or "Holy crap this dress weighs a million pounds!"
Dress shopping was definitely a learning experience.
After we had gathered a good number of dresses I was whisked away into a fitting room to try these bad boys on. Now, I understand WHY bridal shops can't carry every single dress in every single size, but that doesn't make the process any easier. At the end of the day all I can tell you is that my little 4'11" self looked ridiculous in these wedding dresses. Even though my mom, my MOH and even the consultants tried to convince me that the dress would look perfect when it came in my size I felt stupid. I looked like a little girl playing dress up with her mommy's clothes.
Image via Adriana's Mom
Honestly, at first dress shopping was a blast! My MOH and I giggled as she tried to help me in and out of the dresses and tie up corsets. The consultants brought me veils and tiaras and hair pieces to try on while I strutted in front of the mirror. Believe me, I was definitely soaking up the attention and loving every minute of it!
But after a while I started to seriously question myself. I looked at myself in the mirror and didn't see me. I just saw some girl who looked young and silly being swallowed up by lace and tulle and satin.
Even clipping the dresses up didn't help. The bra cups on some of them were just hanging out with nothing to fill them (a sad, sad reminder that I have no boobs). And because of my height (or lack thereof) the natural waist on the gown fell somewhere around my hips and the extra length I was dragging around with me made me feel really doofy.
I tried on so many beautiful dresses, but I just didn't feel like "me" in any of them. I went to three different dress shops and each time left empty-handed and confused.
But don't you worry, I promise there is a happy ending coming up as well as photos of some of the awesome (and not so awesome) dresses I tried on.
Here's a sneak peak that I file under the I-Think-I-Am-A-Pretty-Pretty-Princess category:
[Personal Photo]
Yea I really don't know what I was thinking when I pulled this one.
PS. Do you like my mad cropping skills as I cut someone out who didn't want their photo posted on the interwebs?
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