My good friends Laura & Marta convinced me to hit up Kleinfelds in Manhattan to check out wedding dresses. I was opposed because I was like "psh, who the heck would spend that much on a dress you'll wear once?" But I went for fun and because they film Say Yes to the Dress there and since my family is from CT things that are "famous" excite them. A la Carlos Bakery in Hoboken and Pinkberry. Side note on that... we took my sister, Spencer, to Pinkberry because she had wanted to go so badly and my Mother proceeded to "steal" napkins for her to keep as a souv. yeah.
Okay so back to the topic... I was SURE that I was getting this beautiful J.Crew dress because it was classic and simple.
So I went to try it on... and it was pretty but really nothing special to be honest. I had my mind set that it's what I wanted though so I was all prepared to get it once Kleinfelds was a bust. A few weeks later - I went with quite the entourage (Mom, Marta, Laura, Davey's Mom, Davey's Aunt, My Aunt, Davey's Sister). Having everyone there was amazing. And then the anxiety set in. I had a mini panic attack and was either going to throw down or throw up and pass out. Luckily my Mommy was there and she made me feel better :) -- apparently it's okay to feel like you can't breathe because getting married is kind of a big deal.
We went into the main room and picked out a bunch of dresses. My main desire was to get something with pockets. I have no idea why - I guess I just like pockets? Sooo dresses were collected and I was ushered into the dressing room. Ladies... I suggest wearing regular undies... should anyone or everyone be in your fitting room they are going to see your rear. Dress number one was nice - a little to mature for me, but it had POCKETS!!! THEN Laura found this Christos dress that I had been admiring in a mag for.ev.er. It was kind of expensive but since Laur litterally stole it from another bride to be I gave it a shot. This was the holy grail of dresses for me. I felt like an unsurmountable load of money. I wanted to have it glued to my body so that I never had to take it off. Applause all around from entourage. Alas, they convinced me to try on some more dresses... this consisted of like 3 more. They were all very lovely... but Christos...ohhh my Christos Ivory light of my life... with your swiss dots and sweet heart neckline...
The woman helping me at K's had me try it on again... so I did!!!!! I looked at my Mom and we were like YESSSSS. Not out loud but with our eyes. Well actually I was like YES she was more like "I love it but is it practial" but I knew behind that Motherly relisticness(??) I couldn't live without it and that was that.
Not to toot my own horn here or anything but I think my lady lumps fill out the dress a little better then this model...
Anyway I was taken to the front room to admire myself and then they put a veil on me and a fake bouquet and I started crying then the others did... or at least some of them. It was a done deal. That was the second most happy time, the first being the proposal...
Feelings: Nausea and Shortness of breath upon arrival. PUMPED because I was shopping and then sheer glee and giddyness once I found my Christos Maribel dress. I may never ever ever take it off after the wedding. I may be known as the girl who goes to work in her wedding dress. Look for me Manhattan!
