The Road To The Altar: I Said Yes…To The First Dress I Tried On
As two ladies from the MN team prepare to say “I do,” they share what they’re learning about their relationships, the wedding-planning process, and themselves.
I always knew that my dress shopping experience wasn’t going to be an elaborate one. Running with a big clique got old once high school ended, and I consider myself to be a no-fuss bride. Besides, television programs like “Say Yes to the Dress” already showed me what I didn’t want my dress shopping experience to be like. The only person who I felt absolutely had to be there during dress shopping adventures is my A-1, since day one: my mommy. And that’s exactly what happened. However, I never imagined that the day I found and purchased the dress would unfold the way that it did. I also never imagined that I’d end up purchasing a dress before officially booking the venue.
It was a Saturday like any other. My workaholic mom and I were kicking it when she decided to do a quick sales run to check up on one of her biggest accounts. We grabbed lunch afterward, and as we chit-chatted over a platter of Hurricane Grill & Wings’ firecracker shrimp, we conspired to get some wedding stuff done. We had an appointment at my dream venue later that evening, so we decided that we would go try on wedding dresses for fun.
Initially, we tried to find the bridal shop that my mom purchased her dress from 27 years ago when she and my dad tied the knot. Unfortunately, we learned that they went out of business years ago. But we wound up at a local shop.
“We’re just freestyling today,” I told the woman who greeted us at the front desk and questioned us on the nature of our visit. “We’re just trying to get an idea of what’s out there.”
However, seconds after those words left my lips, this ivory Cinderella-type gown caught my eye.
“This is going to fit me perfectly,” I immediately told my mother.
I was practically salivating over it, but I tried not to get my hopes up. I received the rude awakening years ago when I went prom dress shopping that just because something looks good on the mannequin or hanger doesn’t mean that it’s going to fit properly—especially when it comes to formal wear. However, I was pleasantly surprised when I tried the dress on, and it fit perfectly.
I must’ve stood in the middle of the bridal shop staring at myself in the dress for over 30 minutes. It was gorgeous, and it fit like a glove.
“Is this the dress?” I asked my mom, who was snapping photos to send to my sister.
There’s no way that the very first wedding dress I try on ever in life could be the dress. Or could it? I tried on several other gorgeous dresses just to be sure, but none of them gave me the feels like my fairytale-esque ball gown did.
“No honey, you glow in the other dress. There’s no comparison,” said the aunt of another patron as I stared at myself in a different gown.
“Girl, don’t worry about it. I bought the first dress I tried on, too,” another auntie agreed.
I took a few more minutes to think about it, and before I knew it, I was at the register ordering my gown.
My experience wasn’t anything like what happens in the movies, but if I could go back in time, I wouldn’t change a thing.