So, i went and tried on bridal gowns for the first time today (i wrote this on wednesday). it was definitely an interesting experience, and a bit overwhelming. but not for the reasons you might think...
here's the scoop. i am so incredibly lucky that my mother-in-law (to be) is a wonderful seamstress, and is able to duplicate pretty much anything you show her, as well as designing her own creations. so i am having my wedding gown custom made. this being said, i'm not sure what i want. so i still get to visit all the shops and try on anything i want, not even having to consider the price tag attached. (like a dream come true.)
today was the day i decided to start. figured i'd head to David's Bridal. they have basics in all the styles i could imagine, in all the different sizes. perfect! i called last night to make an appointment at the local store...more difficult than i thought. first off, i asked if i even HAD to make an appointment, given that i was coming in during the weekday. i was told that i could just come in and shop, but i wouldn't be guaranteed the individual attention that comes from an appointment. so i got transferred to someone else to set the time for me to come in. well, i got transferred a few more times before i reached someone to help me.
i noted that they opened at 11, asking if i could make an appointment for that time. the woman said...great. i'll put you down for 12:30. (no joke.) i said...oh...i was hoping to come in a little earlier, so maybe i'll just come in and shop around myself, then. she said (again, not joking) "no. you can't do that." (mind you...this isnt a couture shop or anything...it's stuff off the rack.) so i went ahead and set an appointment for 12:30. the woman told me to bring the style numbers of the dresses i liked. (what?) she told me to go online and look through the styles, writing down the numbers of the dresses i liked. um, okay, i guess...so i spent about an hour on my computer last night, going through the entire website and making a list of my favorite styles. i had a list of almost 20. figuring that i wouldn't be able to try them all on in one day, i put little *s next to the ones i liked the best. thought i was ready...
i invited my mom to go with me today. so we took off early...headed down to laguna beach to have lunch, and also to show her the actual wedding site, since she hadn't been able to see it in person yet (sorry mom). then off to David's Bridal.
the woman i was supposed to check in with for my appointment was kind of a, well... not so nice person. in fact, it was the same woman i spoke with on the phone last night. her attention was all over the place, even as i was answering the questions that she had just asked. she interrupted our "meeting" to answer the phone and set up another appointment. and she even belittled a salesgirl in front of me.
when i finally regained some of her attention, she asked me what style of dress i was after. being my first time, i told her that while i had one style in mind, i wanted to try on as many styles as possible, in order to properly rule them out. she started asking what style i preferred. so i reminded her that she, herself, had asked me to make a list of the numbers. i provided her my (lengthy) list, and said that the ones with the stars next to them were ones that i would DEFINITELY like to try on today. i told her that i knew i had quite a few dresses listed on there (17, to be exact), so i knew i'd have to come back another time in order to be able to try them all on. she didn't even glance up and calmly said that i would be able to try on 4 dresses today. (um, WHAT?) i held my tongue, not wanting to argue at this stage. so, she asked if i remembered exactly what the dresses looked like. um, no...but i listed details next to each style number, for my own knowledge. i reminded her that i was told to bring the style number, so she could go from that. so she puts a catalog in front of me, and asks if i could point out the dresses i wanted to try on.
i told her that i had spent all that time gathering the style NUMBERS, as REQUESTED...and asked if she could just look them up on her computer. She said no, that they don't have pictures next to the numbers. Getting a bit (more) peeved at this point, I "suggested" that she could pull them up on the internet herself, then, as she had me do. She go a bit flustered, and then sent me to the back area, saying that my salesgirl would be with me asap.
So, basically, I wasted all that time for nothing. Because she didn't even bother doing ANYTHING with the numbers I had brought. Whatever. Luckily, the salesgirl I got was absolutely WONDERFUL. (Her name was Lisa, in case anyone in the area wants a recommendation...) I told her it was my first time, and she immediately suggested that I just go ahead and try on as many different styles as possible. She told me to just start going through the racks and set aside the gowns I wanted to try on. Well, by the time she came back to check on me, I had about 10 gowns set aside. I told her that I didn't know if I had to put some back, since the woman up front mentioned something about me only having time for four (?)...she said that we'd just start with 4, since the dressing rooms wouldn't hold any more that that, but that I could try on whatever I had time for. coolness...
by the time i got to the dressing room, she had a bra inside for me to use, as well as an a-line slip. my mom came into the room with me to help me with the dresses (those who have been there all understand...). i gave my mom my camera, hoping to get a few pictures of me in the gowns. i've heard that this isn't allowed at most places, so i told my mom to be as discreet as possible. silly me...my mom isn't good at sneaking anything. she tucks the camera into the waistline of her pants, her t-shirt bulging right over it. then she "covertly" looks around before "sneaking" the camera out to take a photo. hah! could she BE any more obvious. oh well, turns out it didn't matter. Lisa let us take all the photos we wanted.
Here is one of my faves of the day...i took a pic as i was "diving" headfirst into another gown...my mom was holding the top open for me.
I wish I could post up some of the other pics, but as my fiance reads this blog...can't do it.
well, like i said, Lisa was wonderful. she brought me a tiara and veils to try on with the dresses. at one point she suggested gloves to try. i told her that i didn't think that gloves would be "ME". she suggested i try them on, if nothing more than to definitely rule them out. well, guess what? i LOVED them!!! she even had a fake bouquet for me to hold, to complete the picture.
i was proud of my mom...though she is known for being overly-emotional, she held it together pretty well...not crying until i put on the veil for the first time.
it was fun, but tiring. but...can't wait to start again!!!