I know I piped up on here before about how I really enjoyed my DB shopping experience and my dress. This past weekend I went in for my first fitting and OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD it was the most ridiculously inane experience ever.
I'm a short girl - 5'3, and all leg. My dress is a mermaid fit, and is fitted through the bodice down to about mid-thigh. At least, that is where it is supposed to be fitted, if one were to go by either (1) the photos of the dress on the model; or (2) basic commonsense. So when we were fitting the dress I mentioned the need to bring the bottom of the fitted bodice up about 2 inches - because it hits me right above the knee, which is super awkward. You would think I had asked for them to manifest a million dollars out of the sky with their brainwaves. The tailor dude said, "Well, the thing is we aren't allowed to do that, because we aren't allowed to change the design of the dress." I was like, "You're not. You're just shortening the bodice to fit me." Ooooohhhh no. They kept going on and on about how this was a change in design. I had to pull out photos of the dress on the model and explain it about 10 times. They had to then bring out the manager who kept saying things like, "You know, because I'm in a good mood, I'm going to go above and beyond and look into this for you." Whaaaaaat?? I finally was halfway out of my dress, ready to go somewhere else, when they finally agreed to do it. At which point the terrible manager told me it was my "lucky day." My lucky day? I would say not, lady. I would say not.