Hey ladies. I know I've already posted a bunch of times on here about my dress saga. First, I posted about how I made the mistake of not inviting my mother to my first dress shopping appointment, decided the second dress I tried on was flattering enough and on a deep discount, and so purchased it. Of course, robbing my mother of the chance to go dress shopping with her only daughter - cue an insane amount of family drama. Then, several months later, I posted about how I was having major dress regret and fearing going into my first fitting only to realize I hated my dress. Everyone had lots of completely reasonable advice like "stop looking at dresses online" and relax and breathe and this is all normal, your dress will be awesome. I convinced myself this was totally rational (and it is! for most people!) and that my dress was fine. Maybe I also posted about a family member made a strange comment to me after seeing my dress about how great it will look when I'm done losing weight. (THANKS.) Then this past weekend was my first fitting and it was a nightmare. My fault for going to David's Bridal for my alterations, but it was a total shitshow. Arguments with a rando manager, a weird mom of the bride next to me offering to punch people in the face for me (not really necessary, lady, but thanks), my mom saying things like "This looks great on you" but doing so through a pained smile. I left giving DB $200 and secretly, deep down, hating my dress.
I have finally come to terms with the fact that I freaking want to throw this dress into a frothing tank of piranhas who will shred it into a million pieces. I swear this dress is cursed with a million terrible deeds worth of bad karma. So now, six weeks out from my wedding day, I am dedicating my weekend to finding a new dress that can somehow magically be ordered and altered before my mid-October wedding. Deep breaths. I know I can find it. And I will show it to no one, and tell no one, so that it can not be sullied by anyone's bad chi, drama, or weirdo comments.
I wanted to post just in case someone else is trying to convince themselves to ignore a deep, nagging, sense of foreboding whenever they see the dress bag hanging in their closet. Do not convince yourself that you just have cold feet. Have a come to Jesus talk with yourself. Find the room in your budget to correct your mistake. Ideally, earlier than 6 weeks before your wedding.