The dress

So, Scott and I were planning on looking at rings Sunday morning, but I was off work Saturday night and I wanted to go check out some dresses to see what I wanted. The plan was: go to David's Bridal, try on different types of dresses, find one at a resale/consignment shop. What happened? I went in and told them what I had pictured in my mind. They brought over a dozen dresses for me to try on in so many different styles. I put on the first dress... yep. that was it. I knew it. It was two sized too small (and a very funny sight), but I didn't want to take it off! My mom made me go in and take it off so I could try on the other dresses. One came close, but it just wasn't MY dress. MY dress was the one I put on and couldn't breathe in! Only, obviously, it would be ordered in a larger size. That night we left with my dress on order and the veil in my hands. Wow. That happened fast, but, of course, so has everything else.

I THINK my salesperson's name was Pat. She was so polite and very patient. She was wonderful at making recommendations for the veil and ddin't get offended at all when I told her I hated something, lol. She is at the David's Bridal in Madison and please go see her!

And no, I won't be putting any details about my dress on here in case my fiance were to look this up. He doesn't want to know ANY details about the dress, or the garter, or my shoes. :)