On the way there, I felt myself getting extremely nervous. I knew that trying on wedding dresses was really going to cement the fact that in seven and a half months I will be walking down the aisle to promise myself to Michael for the rest of my life. I also was so nervous about everyone watching me and being the center of attention while I tried on dresses.
When we got there we were greeted at the door by the woman who would be my personal helper for the day. She gave me a catalog and I dog-eared the pages that had dresses I would potential pick. Then, we were off to the dressing room. I was still extremely bashful and nervous about walking out in front of everyone and having them all look at me and the dress I was wearing. The only other time I had experienced this shyness/bashfulness was when Michael and I walked into BJ's when both of our families were there right after he proposed.
First, she brought me the huge bra and slip/poof skirt which I only got into because of my MOH's help. She had to hook all 28 hooks on the back of the ginormous bra. I would have been in there forever if I had to do it on my own.
Then my consultant brought me the first dress which I also needed help getting on. I'm usually pretty self sufficient so to not even be able to get dressed on my own was a little humbling. lol. I had to put my hands together over my head and have my consultant put the dress on me and hook it up in the back.
I liked this first dress a lot. It was the closest to what I pictured myself wearing in my head, but I still wanted to try on more. The second dress she brought in wasn't my favorite and I don't even really remember what it looked like.
The fourth one that I tried on was so beautiful. It was definitely in the top two for the dress I wanted to wear on my wedding day. It was a simple A-line with a sweetheart strapless top. It had the corset lace-up in the back and a beautiful medium sized train. I loved it, but I was also a little disappointed because I didn't get that feeling that all brides talk about where they put the dress on and they just know it's the one. I didn't get that, but I loved this dress.
I wanted to try one more on just for fun because it was the first one that I picked out of the catalog. When the consultant brought it in I was just ready to be done trying dresses on. I was tired. There were no mirrors in the actual dressing room, but the second I had that last dress on I got that feeling I wanted. I knew this was my dress. I couldn't stop smiling. When I walked out of the dressing room and caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror, I knew for a fact that I would be walking out with this dress. I loved it and I could totally picture myself wearing this dress and walking down the aisle to meet Michael at the alter. It was an unbelievably feeling.
I can't describe it here just in case Michael ever reads this, but it is absolutely beautiful :-)
My herd of supporters then helped me choose a veil and we were done.
It was such an awesome experience. Thank you mom, dad, dani, mykie, bradleigh and Sherri for going with me to pick out my wedding dress!!
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