"When are you getting married?" "How much are you spending?" "What does your dress look like?"
All true samples of questions, awkward and not, I have received since becoming engaged.
I hesitate to answer each of them, for different reasons. Number two seems pretty obvious- Idunnoyou, why do you care what I'm droppin?- but number one I don't tell acquaintances and strangers because who knows what they can learn on the internet once they have my name and wedding date- I'm fraud security safe, yo.
The third one should not alarm a bride to be. But this question leads to others- where'd you get it (Oregon), when'd you get it (January), who was there? And that's where I hesitate because I've been on the receiving end of some pretty adverse reactions when I tell them who was with me when I chose my dress.
If your fiance helped you choose your gown, please stand up (please stand up).
I'm standing. I mean, I didn't have a grand vision for my wedding day or for what I would look like before I got engaged. I didn't know the difference between A-line or trumpet until I stepped into a bridal store. On top of this grand lack of vision, I got itty bitty titties. No lie- I rock a 4.0! I had no idea what these grand white gowns would look like on my decidedly un-feminine shape. AND I suck at making decisions. For hell's sake, it takes me ten minutes to choose my shampoo- I could only imagine how choosing a wedding dress would be.
So I brought my Mama Pencils, Papa Pencils... and Mr. Pencils along. These three were with me at my first dress outing, and my last. I trust their opinions implicitly and they don't hesitate to tell me how they really feel. Their thoughts were the deciding factors in my choice of gown- and I ain't got no shame in admitting that. I love that Mr. Pencils sucked in his breath when he saw me in THE dress. I love that Mama Pencils let it slip how beautiful it was- before gauging my reaction-when she saw THE dress. And I love that Daddy Pencils took just as many pictures of THE dress as he had the whole time, knowing full well that he would love whatever I chose.
While I love all these things, in an initial meeting with a photography company, Mr. Pencils and I explained how we'd be doing a first look because he had already seen the dress and these women's faces fell.to.the.floor. Like I had destroyed their dreams of revealing the dress. Whatevs.
I have love for women who keep their gown a secret- but I also got mad props for women like me who love that their fiance was there to help choose it.
Does your fiance know what your day-of attire will be? Did you know what you were looking for when you went dress shopping?
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