I let Tripp go shopping we me, and oh the judgmental looks and comments from the salespeople.
Now don't get me wrong, it's not that I'm not superstitious. I am very superstitious, but, I am also very precise. The superstition is, that it is bad luck from the groom to see the bride in her wedding dress. It is not bad luck for the groom to see the bride in 2 dozen other wedding dresses that she hates.
Wait, that's not completely right... I did not try on 2 dozen dresses. I think, with the time Tripp and I went, the time I went with Nicole, the second time I went with Tripp and the time I went on my own... I tried on 12 dresses? Maybe 14.
My thought process in this was, I undoubtedly think some dresses are hideous, and just because Tripp is male and has mostly no opinion on things like this doesn't mean there aren't going to be some things he genuinely hates.
Now I know the groom is supposed to be all in awe and think you look great in whatever dress you choose, and I am sorry for some dress designers, but some of this crap is just ugly. And I know a good bit of guys are going to be freaked by ball gowns. I'm freaked by ball gowns. I can't find my legs.
So, I wanted to take Tripp with me, at least in the early picking process, to get an idea of not only the styles that I like but also of the styles he likes. This is about both of us. I don't want him standing at the alter in a bright purple velour suit and I'm sure he doesn't want me walking down the aisle wearing this.
Don't hate. You know a little mid-drift is classy.
Anyway, it turned out to be a great idea. He had some really good thoughts and pointed out a lot I might not notice or consider and he made me feel better about dresses I was wary of simply because he really liked them.
By the end of our first venture, we had both decided that we didn't like trains. They're bulky, unnecessary, make alteration costs higher, and I am really clumsy. He liked ruched skirts, I like bunched off-the-shoulder tops. However, in dresses that had both it just looked like too much. We both also agree that it could have a lot of pleating and ruching OR it could have bling, but both was too much to handle.
I eventually came across an Alfred Angelo dress that I loved... in a magazine. So I called around to every bridal store within an hour drive and nobody had it in my size. Oh yeah, did I mention I'm a size two?
I'm NOT a size two, I'm a size four. Seemingly in some attempt to fool dumb brides into thinking they are thinner on their wedding day, wedding gowns run a size smaller. Whatever. The problem is that so little of the population is a two that nobody carries them just on hand.
I eventually found a SIZE TEN in a similar style that I tried on and ended up hating.
This is where things got tricky. I came upon a site (thank you Google Shopping) that could make either one of these dresses, custom to fit, for $230.
Now, I am not a naive person. I think I might of just been blinded by wedding excitement but it was not until I had polled my friends and family, picked a dress, planned my veil and jewelry around it and was ready to order that I realized this company was in China. (It's Queen Is A Girl, by the way).
Luckily, the registration on their site was as crappy as Rip Off Report claims their products to be and I didn't go through with ordering.
At this point I had come across a reputable knock-off site that I was really enthusiastic about until I had some correspondence with them. I wish I'd saved the message (I can't even recall the company name now). I wrote the woman to ask for a quote, that's how it works, you send them pictures and ask for a quote, and I told her that I'd found this dress online and loved it and found out that the company I was ordering from was in China and was a bad investment.
I got back an e-mail chastising me, telling me how ALL these dresses are made in China and that's how they do it so cheap (and here I'm thinking, "Didn't you say you were in Michigan, what do you care...?") and then she offered to make the dress for $60 more than I would pay for the real thing.
However, during my day waiting for her rude reply, I had been scouring eBay for a used dress and I found one with a horribly blurry picture but that looked like it had iridescent bead work.
I love iridescence. My jewelry and headpiece are Aurora Borealis crystals, my engagement ring is an opal. This would be the dress for me. I e-mailed the seller for a clearer picture and I had my dress within a week and for half the price than my Chinese dress and a fifth of the price of what it cost new. Part of it was missing - a panel that goes between your skin and the corseting so you don't have badunkadunk hanging out all the way down the aisle, and the seller refunded me part of my money to have one made. It's gorgeous. I don't have a full length picture, but the skirt is very full and satin with a covering of beaded tulle and here is the bodice:

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The dress is actually a Maggie Sottero prom dress. But it's nicer than any prom I've ever been to.
I have some full length shots, but they're all of me in the dress and I can't put them up here because, after all, I am very superstitious.







