The dress was $2800, which I thought I could afford. You have to remember that this was the end of July, and we had been wedding planning for barely a month. I sent photos of the dress to Mum, and she was pleased. Then I went back to the Fiancé's apartment that night and proceeded to freak out. See, I received an e-mail that day from a wedding photographer who quoted her basic services at $6500.
$2800 + $6500 = me awake all night rocking in a corner
No, literally. I couldn't sleep in the Fiancé's room, and he needed to sleep so he could drive to Virginia the next day. So I went into the other bedroom that was now empty since all the furniture had been moved out and laid flat on the carpet. My brain raced with ideas on how to afford a wedding.
Needless to say, my wedding dress did not cost $2800 and our photographer is not the woman who sent me the e-mail that day.
But I love my dress and my photographer.
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Have I mentioned that there are four young women other than myself engaged in my office? And another woman was just married in January. Someone commented that our office is now like the WE channel: all weddings, all the time.
One of those women went to a truck show on Friday, where the designer was present. I told her to keep her wits about her. Trunk shows are notorious traps for brides. Salons will offer you percentages off to entice you into buying a dress right! then! even when you might not be ready to purchase a dress.
She sent me an e-mail at 5:30 Friday with a link to a dress and a message "I think I found the one!" But today, we had three separate discussions about if it was "the one". Because this "one" woke her up Friday night and kept her up for three hours. She felt like such a sucker.
I told her at least she didn't have to go lie on the floor in an empty room.
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