On Saturday I will be undertaking one of those wedding rites of passage that most brides have to go through: wedding dress shopping. I only have one appointment at a store I know has a line of dresses I like, and it's definitely not going to be an all-day ordeal. I booked the appointment later in the day 2 hours before the store closes so my sister could come but now I'm thinking that was an accidentally good strategic move...
...flash back to 2003, high school graduation was looming. Most of the girls in my class had started shopping or bought their grad dresses before the school year even started. Around February or March, I decided it was time to start looking so I went to Bryan's at Midtown Plaza with my mom. The second dress I tried on was great - not poofy, strapless (but stayed up), black lace over beige. It definitely wasn't anything I'd imagined myself in but it was pretty much perfect. However, figuring if I liked the second dress I tried on this much, there must be something even better out there.
I ended up spending the entire weekend trying on pretty much every dress in my size in Bryan's, going to a few wedding stores and trying on excessively expensive prom dresses, and then back to Bryan's again to try on all the dresses again. I hated it and just kept getting more and more discouraged. I remember the breaking point being when I tried on this clingy, flowy dress that looked great on another girl but just horrible on me. I am super tiny but I don't have an especially flat stomach, and that dress really... accentuated that feature. I think I started crying at some point because for whatever reason, the black lace dress had been forgotten in it all.
In the end, I settled for some sparkly backless white dress that wasn't really my style... and started having regrets as I got into my parents' van to leave the mall. My mom decided to run back to the store and get the black dress too so I could make a decision at home, which I'm so glad for because the unanimous family decision at home was the black dress by far and if she hadn't grabbed it that day, I might have had to settle for the sparkly white dress because...
There'd been some drama at school because a relatively popular girl in my class had bought the same dress as another girl in the class, a few hours after. When this came to light, because grad dress news travels fast between high school girls, the popular girl had to take back her dress and buy a new one. The new one she bought turned out to be the same black lace dress I bought.
DRAMA. Thankfully she took it in stride and once again returned the dress (she'd bought it a day after I bought mine so I had first dibs), but she did try it on for a few of her friends one evening who then all came to me and said "OH that dress you got looks SOOOOO good on her" and on grad day "I love your dress Robyn, it looked so good on J--- when she tried it on" thanks guys, much appreciated. Oh well. Never have to see you jerks again after today.
So anyway, I am hoping that with the removal of high school girls from the equation and a goal to NOT let things get out of hand like they did in 2003 will make wedding dress shopping less painful than the last time I shopped for a significant dress.