So glad I didn't just recycle my unread stack of Sunday NY Times because I came across this gem: "Say No to the Dress," by Joanna Hershon, and her tale of having the ultimate aspirational wedding dress:
Picture ...the 7th floor at Bergdort Goodman. Picture the Bridal Specialist...clutching her clipboard. Picture several Russian seamstresses with pins in their mouths...Picture the Mother -- mine -- and me: young, happy, tense. I'm in the Dress.
My eyes had wandered toward something more bohemian, less voluminous, but in terms of big purchases, in terms of fashion, I listened to my mother
This dress, which cost about as much money as I'd made in the last year [as a writer] had flattered my waist and -- at least temporarily -- made me feel like dancing.
But I couldn't see it anymore.
I took off the dress that we'd chosen -- my mother and I -- when my life had looked one way.
I felt the silk fall over my body like a sheet of cool water, I realized my life looked another way now. I also realized that the dress was a perfect fit.
"Wow," my mother said.
Have you had an experience like this during your engagement, when something you ordered or committed to at the beginning of your engagement didn't feel right as your wedding date approached?
Did it feel off because something about you has changed in the intervening months? What was changed in you? What changed in your relationship to yourself or others?
I'd love to hear your experiences -- please share below.