Who’s up for a little trip down Wedding Dress Memory Lane this morning??
Lately, it feels like so many of my close friends are either involved in babies or marriage. If it’s not one, it’s the other, and if it’s neither, then one is inevitably on its way.
Don’t get me wrong, I am not complaining in the least! I love babies, and I love weddings. And more importantly, I love seeing my friends so happy to be involved in one or the other.
Now I’d be lying if I said all the baby talk hasn’t brought about some discussion in our own home. But don’t get too excited…Jay and I both know we’re not ready. We will surely be excited when that day comes, but for right now, we both still want to enjoy being young and married. No need to rush things, right?
The marriage talk, however, constantly brings me back to all of my own wedding memories. Oh, how I wish I could relive that day over and over and over again! Talk about the best day of my life.
Occasionally, I find myself browsing the internet for various wedding-related things and just recently happened to come across a website with some beautiful wedding dresses, called Priscilla of Boston.
I made sure to pass this site on to a few of my friends after seeing that they have a number of trunk shows coming up. A good friend of mine was actually able to find a gorgeous Vera Wang dress at a trunk show and she got it for a steal! So just in case you’re in the market for wedding dresses, perhaps they’ll be a trunk show near you!
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Well, looking at all the gowns inspired me to share the story of my wedding dress with you all! Since I didn’t start writing STSL until after the wedding, I missed being able to share all the little details. So…
The first day I went out looking at dresses with my mom, I went to one boutique, found a dress, made a commitment to it, and then a couple weeks later…I completely changed my mind. 
Here are a few pictures of the original dress I chose:
The dress was definitely pretty, and it was unique. The women working at the boutique kept describing it as “Old Hollywood Glam,” proclaiming how “not just anyone would be able to wear this dress, you you pull it off beautifully!”
Well, they were certainly good at their job, because they had me so convinced, that I committed to buying it.Champagne was brought out right after I said it was “the one,” but I couldn’t help but feel worried when I wasn’t getting that “this is definitely the one” feeling inside. I just assumed it would come with time.
Unfortunately, it didn’t come with time, and after looking through these pictures (especially the one with the not-so-excited expression on my face) one night on my computer, I called my mom up crying, proclaiming what a big mistake I had made. Thankfully, luck was on my side, and the order actually had not yet been processed due to some issues with fabric color. So I went back to the same boutique, gave it another try, and eventually ended up with “the one,” which was actually by the same designer as my original dress.
My dress was a Blue by Enzoani, and my favorite part about it was that I was able to design it to be an original. I worked with the seamstress at the boutique, ordered a duplicate set of appliques, and then cut and placed the appliques throughout the bodice and train of the dress.
It was quite a process, but in the end, I couldn’t have been happier with my decision.
I absolutely loved my wedding dress. 
(All professional photos taken by Images by Moak)
Now, let’s hear YOUR stories!
For the married gals: What’s the story of you and your wedding dress??
For the single ladies: What kind of a wedding dress do you envision yourself in?
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