This afternoon the bride and I ventured back into the big city, back to the first store, back to the first salesgirl...
and found "the one".

It's perfect for her. And yet not at all what I thought she would like in a wedding gown. Makes sense huh?
We went to the store armed with a short list of dresses she found online, pulled four off the rack and never got to the last one. Lucky number three was it. She tried it on and suddenly there it was. The Look. She hadn't had that look before with any of the other gowns. And then I couldn't get her out of it to go home.

So...after a few weeks of searching and stressing...
We have a wedding gown.
We have a veil.
We have a crinoline.
We have a sash.
We have a necklace.
We have to tell her father how much it all cost.
Love this. I can so relate.
ReplyDeleteYay !!!!! I know that must relieve alot of stress
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