I always said I’m not the typical woman when it comes to a wedding. Never dreamt of being a princess for one day. And then I detect myself in front of thousands of dresses to like some which fit totally in the picture of a princess.
Was that the flood of pictures or what was it? At least I’m glad that I realized it myself before doing the final choice. What could be worse than walking down the aisle in a dress which let everyone stare at me in disbelief – murmuring “where’s she, that couldn’t be her?” or “what drugs is she taking recently?”.
But even with a clear mind I still had the problem of ‘being a woman’. How should we choose one when there are so many nice styles?
I reduced it a bit by buying the shoes and the bag before the dress which is limiting the dress style itself a bit and fortunately NO princess dress is going along with my shoes!
So what to do now? Once bought its yours, and if alterations have been made its even more yours.
Here the realistic Miss Faith started to think – as realistic as a bride to be – I have to add this as brides are never 100% realistic.
We will celebrate in a garden which means long trains don’t make sense as well as dresses who are too expensive. Who wants the bride to stay in the house the whole day because she’s too scared that she may have grass ruining her dress?
Our wedding should be kind of laid-back, summer, garden, loved ones around us, a big summer barbecue with a chocolate fountain as dessert. Kids running around maybe with ice cream when it’s hot in August.
The realistic bride decided now to order a dress from China, the prices are more than OK, reviews of the dresses more than Ok and I don’t have to worry in the end if something is happening to my dress.
The only thing I have to worry about is how long it will take until its here and if its fitting properly.
And here comes the “being a woman” Miss Faith – to be on the safe side I just ordered two different dresses from two different sellers and the total price is more than good so I won’t have to worry about little chocolate hands passing by my dress or pieces of cake falling in my lap.
I like both styles so much that I’m not able right now to decide which one it will be in the end and I would love to post picture here to hear your opinions but the groom knows the blog and he is not allowed to get a clue of what I may wear!
Now it’s time to keep fingers crossed until they hopefully arrive and I can make the final decision.
The story will continue…
Keep the faith – you only win if you take a risk sometimes.