Empire State of Mind

Our bride has said yes to the dress!

I got the word and the picture yesterday, and even though I am not sworn to secrecy, I cannot divulge any details to any of you.  Not one of you.  No one.  The followers of this blog?  Nope.  Can't tell you anything.

Lauren did say it was the first one she tried on.  I told her that was common.

Although I chose about the fourth one, I think.  When I look back at my time in the bridal salon, with my fair consultant, who kept calling me Beth, I just remember feeling like she was being stingy with me.  Like she wasn't bringing out all the gowns.  Almost as if she had edited my choices for me.  Maybe she looked at my broad shoulders and thick waist, and made her own mental notes..."yeah, definitely not a fitted dress...,"  "maybe an empire style...," "yes, we need something roomy..."

clearly not me

I would also add that the whole bridal magazine calendar thing is off, also.  I really loved a gown I saw in a magazine.  Andie MacDowell (from St. Elmo's Fire), the 6 foot leggy amazon that she is, was modeling it, dark curly hair flowing in the wind.  I think she was even riding a horse in it in one picture.  I asked my consultant if they had it to try on.  She said she didn't.  This was in February, and I was getting married in June.  It was clearly a summer dress.  She said they wouldn't be receiving it until May.  A wedding gown typically takes three months to receive.  If it arrived in May, no one could really get it in time for a summer wedding, unless they were willing to purchase it without trying it on.  (Come on.  Get real.)  And then like I said, it wasn't really suitable for a winter wedding, and by the next summer, it would be "last season's."  Explain that!