The search is over, people.
The most stressful decision of my wedding has been made (and, quite frankly, it was much easier than anticipated).
Of course, I am talking about my wedding dress. I told you I had a bit more to say about it. And here we are. So bare with me.
Almost two weeks ago I gathered up my bridesmaids, my mother and my future mother-in-law to help with what I thought would be the most difficult decision in my wedding planning journey. The day started out perfectly, filled with champagne (my first glass in over a month) in an attempt to calm my nerves, but, honestly, nothing could calm me at that point.
A million things were running through my head.
What if I don’t find something?
What if nothing looks nice on me?
What if the only thing I like is way beyond my budget?
Quite frankly, none of these were options. I kept reminding myself that I better find a dress, because I wouldn’t know where else to go.
So, we went to The Darling Dress in Scranton. And, honestly, my appointment could not have gone better. For all my brides who have not gone dress shopping yet, don’t fret. Things will feel overwhelming, I won’t lie to you, but if you know in your heart which dress is yours, don’t ignore that feeling as I did.
Don’t worry, this story has a happy ending, it was just takes a little while to get there.
Once everyone we arrived at the shop (your bride fashionably running a few minutes behind), we all started pulling dresses, which itself can be too much. Having everyone pulling white dresses asking you if you like them is intimidating. I tried to remain calm and willing to try everything on and started a dressing room. Being the non-traditional bride I am, I pulled multiple colors of dresses too.
The woman working at the store was a saint and helped me through every like and dislike of each dress I tried on, because if there is one thing I’m good at, it’s making things more difficult. The first two dresses I tried on were duds. They looked nice, but they weren’t my dress. Then we came to dress No. 3, and it was different, not like anything else I picked out. I liked the fact that it was different, but wasn’t sure it was the dress. I came out of the dressing room and my entourage liked this dress, I could tell.
But then I got in my head.
What if I only like it this much because I didn’t like the first two?
Is this dress TOO unique?
So I kept trying on dresses. We had about 10 pulled, so I didn’t know if I should commit after just three. After a few more dresses — some I liked a lot — I decided to put dress three back on.
Unknown to me, my entire party had already decided that this was my dress, so in a true “Say Yes to the Dress” moment, when I came back out in it, they had a headpiece waiting for me to put on with the dress and I knew. This was it.
Of course, I was still hesitant, because there is one opinion I love getting when I’m making clothing choices, and I couldn’t ask him.
Mikey decided a while ago that he didn’t want to see the dress before the wedding day. While I don’t particularly care, I respected his wishes. So, unfortunately, you won’t be able to see the dress until May 25, but I know that this is a dress he is going to love as much as I do.
Reach Brigid Edmunds at 570-991-6113 or on Twitter @brigidedmunds
Editor’s note: Brigid Edmunds is a reporter and paginator for the Times Leader and Weekender. When she’s not working, she’s busy planning her upcoming nuptials to fiance Mikey Lawrence.
If you’re a bride-to-be, recently got married or a vendor and would like to offer advice for brides, email her at [email protected]
Her column, The Prenuptial Project, will run twice a month in Weekender.