I didn’t think it will happen to me. And I don’t want to think that it is happening now.
I am trying to imagine how our wedding will be. It’s not a very clear picture yet but it’s slowly coming together. It’s good progress because I started with a muddled image a little less than 5 months ago. But as I try to imagine more, I can see that I’m wearing a beautiful gown. Not just any gown that fits in the description of a wedding dress. A really beautiful wedding gown.
D and I had a few brief discussions about my wedding gown, when I told him that I plan to call up the store and ask if they can just make my bridesmaids’ dresses, instead of creating a new gown for me. That was weeks ago, and I did call the store and they did tell me that my gown is already in the hands of their seamstress. Meaning, it’s in the works now. Meaning, I can no longer trade it for my bridesmaids’ dresses.
D patted me lovingly on the head and told me I should have been wiser in choosing and buying my wedding gown. Because it is MY wedding gown.
I asked him what he thinks of the gown. And he said, “It looks ok. Beautiful for its price. But it’s not the gown that I picture you in. It’s not the best gown for you.”
Aww! I think that did it. I didn’t realize he’d want me to be in a beautiful dress. I assumed that he like me to be more practical than beautiful on our wedding day. And so the shell has cracked and out came my young fascination for the wedding gown. With a tinge of longing.
I allowed myself hours to search for how I want my beautiful wedding gown to look like. A link directed me to Etsy where I typed ‘wedding gown’ on the search bar. I clicked the right arrow at the bottom of the page. Until I found BellinaBridal. Then I stop searching.

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