but I bought a dress.
A wedding dress.
I had plans on attending a trunk show for Essence of Australia last Saturday, and I was pretty sure I would buy a dress at that salon, but last Thursday, I convinced Kyle to go to this one dress store in Harrisonburg, just...well just for fun....fun for me. I tried on a couple dresses, but was pretty sure I was just looking. I actually wanted to leave after the second dress, because I knew Kyle was bored and I hadn't found anything that inspired me. But then the other girl in the salon came out in a dress and I turned to her and said, "You look stunning!" She did too. She wasn't sold though. She left without a dress and I said to the consultant, before I leave, can I try on that dress she had on? They put the dress on me, which I thought had a detachable belt, but the belt was attached...aaand hideous. The owner of the salon also thought the belt was pretty bad so she CUT IT OFF! While the dress was on me. She cracked me up. She cut off that belt, let me pick from a variety of beautiful belts and I walked to the mirror .....and .....fell....in....love. It took me a little bit of deliberating to make the commitment, but I didn't want to lose that dress.
But when I make a commitment, I apparently go all in. I bought the dress, a belt, and a veil. I am not sure I even want a veil, but there was a deal and I was in a whirlwind of yes, so I got a veil. It's pretty, but do I need a veil?
Anyway, the point is - I got a dress and I am excited about it. Now, once Kyle figures out what he wants to wear, the whole wedding is going to start to come together. Yay!
Oh...yeah...what does the dress look like? Well those of you who were with me at Alfred Angelo and fell in love with a dress on me will be pleased. And for everyone else, let's call it romantic lace vintage.
No comments:
Post a Comment