It’s the big one! It’s all about the dress ladies… This was the third item I ticked off the list so to speak and the one I was most nervous about. To begin with I was not a fan of traditional wedding dresses (I know, I know. Crazy!). Like the venue, I thought I would look and feel ridiculous in a big, white meringue dress. Like a little girl playing dress up. I started to make appointments at nearby dress shops really to get it out of the way. Like most people, I wanted to lose weight/tone up/get a tan first but as I’m the world’s biggest procrastinator, those wants dwindled and I went as is. Some I just dropped into to browse the rails but I could never see anything I wanted to even try on (I now know I should’ve tried every type of dress on just to see how they fit on my body as they all look completely different to how they hang on a hanger!).
Image courtesy of Tim Stubbings Photography of Teokath, London
I tried a few on and narrowed it down to a style I thought suited me and a material that I liked. I had seen in particular a dress in a bridal magazine I quite liked and searched the stockists online. Luckily there was one in the next town so I made an appointment for the next week and dragged one of my bridesmaids with me. The sample the shop had was a little ‘worn’ to put it mildly. In fact, part of it had turned grey (no it wasn’t the ombre look…). I tried it on regardless to get a feel for it and when there were tears in my bridesmaids eyes (she had pooh-poohed my other choices), I knew it was top of the list. I didn’t want to order it having only seen a pretty beaten up version in the shop so I searched for other stockists. It seemed the only other place was 250 miles away but coincidentally near my mums house. A few weeks later I made the journey to go and have a look at it. It was lovely to have my mum with me this time as I didn’t want her to miss out on a once in a lifetime experience and I’m glad she was there to offer critique.
When I turned up at the boutique in Chester, they did not have the same dress I had tried on previously but indeed the more recent version. I had a look at it and fell in love. It wasn’t hugely different to the older version but interestingly it had a 38% increase in price. Ahem. The older version was already over my budget but was the only one I had really liked and so had thought I would sacrifice other parts of the wedding in order to have the dress. There was no way my little budget could stretch to a 120% total hike from my original figure. Sheesh! My mum encouraged me to try it on regardless so I did but through gritted teeth. As luck would have it, it was the perfect dress. I am hugely fortunate and lucky that my mum was kind enough to offer to pay the (large) difference between my budget and the cost. It was a strange feeling of somewhere between elatedness and guilt as I loved the dress but felt hugely guilty about just how much it cost. Mr Sparrow and I are also saving for a house and this would be a huge chunk of deposit. I’ve had a few sleepless nights over it but I also figure that if it bothers me that much later down the line I can always sell it.
The dress took 11 months to arrive into the shop (something I wasn’t really aware of so glad I found it early!) and the alterations are still being done on it. My accessories are also yet to arrive so I haven’t actually tried the full outfit on all together. How did your dress purchase go? Plain sailing or full of drama? I’d love to hear your comments.
It was nothing like I imagined but I can’t wait to wear it on the day. Off to look at my iPhone pictures of it now…
Until next time…
Wedding Sparrow (Sara)