By Sarah
Choosing my wedding dress was a bit daunting as there are so many options; Ballgown, A-line, Mermaid, Trumpet, Silk, Lace, Satin, tulle, chiffon… all words that mean nothing to Tom. Only joking, he loves Say yes to the dress.
Becky recommended the first place to try on wedding dresses as The Dressing Rooms, Halesowen as she had a great experience choosing hers from there (this post is not sponsored btw).
I had a rather large entourage to provide support, Becky, my Mom, my Nana, and Tom’s Mom and his Aunties.
I had no idea what style I wanted, there was too much choice, so I wanted to try on EVERYTHING.
The first dress I tried on was a huge ballgown with a VERY deep v neck and transparent side panels that becky chose because she wanted a laugh. I wanted to try it because it looked horrendous. I looked like a trampy muffin. This was immediately met with a definitive no from everyone, especially my Nana. She always knows best.
The second dress I tried on was much more modest, but boring. Not me at all. Becky said it gave ’50 year old woman / third marriage’ vibes. So we put that back on the rack.
The third dress was a different story altogether, I can’t remember who picked it out, but I tried it on and it was perfection. It felt like it was made just for me. I can’t say anymore as Tom is compiling this post! But I will say that I said there and then to myself in the mirror that it was “The Dress”.
Fine I will tell you about my wedding dress… it’s white.
The dress consultant suggested I try on a few more with different things that I like about this one, to really make sure I wasn’t leaving anything behind, however, after trying on another four dresses, I was still in love with dress number three.
I tried on my dress again and got out the accessories, I tried on a tiara (which was a no.) and several veils. I felt beautiful. I knew I could walk down the aisle in a bin bag and Tom would still marry me, but it helps to do it in a lovely dress.
Most successful shopping trip ever!