After two bridal expos, a day trip to DC and five dresses, think it’s safe to say I am feeling rather wedding-ed out this morning.
This might have something to do with the fact that I didn’t get home from DC and into bed until about 1am (I always forget that DC is further south than Baltimore). It also might have had something to do with the fact that I haven’t been on the DC metro since I started watching House of Cards so I did a lot of wandering around thinking, “Poor Zoe,” and “I hope Frank Underwood isn’t lurking anywhere nearby,” and “If I see anyone in a hat and a trench coat I’m gonna run,” and (finally), “Good thing I have my Crocs on and my stilettos in my bag, this way I can run faster.”
Anyway, we made it to Anthropologie bridal salon around 2pm. I tried on 5 dresses. Online, the first one looked like this:
Things went from bad to worse when I tried it on. So much worse that I didn’t even bother to take a picture. I’m not even into ball gowns but this one had a bit of a Grace Kelly vibe so I figured I’d give it a try… It probably didn’t help that the sample was a size 12.
I then tried on the Valentina, which was much less princess and much more glam:
Aside from the weird ruffle in the back (that can only be described as a split butt cheak cascade), I liked the overall silhouette and went so far as to get to fully “jacked up” (I was really hoping someone would say “let’s jack ‘er up” with a southern accent like they do on Says Yes to the Dress Atlanta but alas, life is full of disappointments). It looked good with the little bedazzled belt and birdcage veil but not $1,000 good- not yet.
Since I have my grandmother’s dress, not to mention the $12 fit-n-flair I got at Jomar, I decided to turn my focus to reception dresses (because why have one dress when you can have two? Or, in my case, two dresses when you can have three???).
I tried this one with high hopes:
I will say this: the sales girl was really nice and not at all pushy and she gave us great tips for how to save on shipping, check inventory, and predict when certain gowns will get “retired” (which is helpful if you’re indecisive and not ready to make a decision any time soon).
I will also say this: when the “appointment prep” section of the website tells you to wear “white or nude colored undergarments” you should listen. I went out to Target especially and am very glad that I did, even though I hate buying underwear as a rule (just ask PIC) and have adopted a rather “vintage” attitude towards bras in general (by which I mean I’d have totally been a bra burner back in the day).
Anyway, more tomorrow because I haven’t even started on the expos yet and from an anthropological standpoint, my God, their f*cking fascinating.