The Bride vs. The Dress Fitting

So yesterday was International Happiness Day, an emotion that completely overcame me a whole day early on Wednesday night when I had my dress fitting. You can pretty much say that I was biting my fingernails and eating light throughout the whole dang day so I wasn't bloated to the max come 7p.m. Yes, I had to have my dress fitting at the END of the day!! GAH. If you can avoid it, I highly suggest going to a dress fitting as early as possible!

Let me preface by saying that back in November when my dress came in, it was so tight I had to inhale as much as I could so the consultant could zip it up....I couldn't breathe and she had to unzip it partially halfway through the appointment so the effing zipper wouldn't break. I about died.

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Granted I felt bloated to the max, but I felt like the world had just ended when she said, "oh no worries honey, we can just let it out." My face contorted in a way I never thought was possible. Has anyone else experienced a wedding meltdown? LET OUT my Enzoani gown?! NUH UH lady!

 
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By the time my appointment came around, I wanted to run into that bridal boutique and try on my dress!! I walked in and was greeted by the woman who is in charge of my alterations. She led me to my fitting room that had my dress waiting for me...I swear there was like a white light shining down on it, it was so heavenly. It's moments like these that get me even MORE excited for the big day. I can't wait for Josh to see me in my dress. I hope to knock him off my socks. Unfortunately I can't divulge any info on the dress since he may be reading this, BUT it's absolutely perfect and fireworks go off in my head every single time I see it. 

One last wave of anxiety passed through me and then I stripped down, stepped into the dress...and BOOM she zipped it up with no problem! SAY WHAT?? And I can breathe?! Pardon me while I do my flippin' happy dance and run a victory lap! Not only did it zip up, they'll have to take it IN.

 

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When I initially went to my trainer in tears because my dress didn't fit, I told him all about my daily workouts and while I didn't realize it before, I was lifting heavy weights and bulking up. I had to lay off the heavier weights and do higher reps of lower weights. Between switching that up, getting rid of more of those yummy empty calories that come in the form of wine glasses and Starbucks cups, and making sure my water intake is where it needs to be...SUCCESS. I'll be doing these moves for the next six weeks.

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Tomorrow my future mother-in-law is throwing me a bridal shower and I am SO excited. Now I get to practice not spilling stuff all over myself while in a white dress. Maybe I should wear a bib? Happy Friday!!! Can I get a Hallelujah?!

The Dress

The time has finally come!! THE dress has arrived and I almost peed my pants a little in excitement. Then it hit me...crap...it's mid-pumpkin spice latte season and while I've always hit the gym a few days a week at least...I was nervous. I knew that when I ordered the dress, I was in peak training mode for the Spartan race, plus I'm about to embark on my own personal shark week and I'm retaining more water than the Titanic. The odds were against me. Should I call for an emergency lipo session? Register for a last minute marathon? HELP!

My appointment was on Sunday afternoon, and while I was nervous, I was still excited knowing that I would officially see MY dress and try it on for the very first time. I couldn't walk in the place fast enough. I NEEDED TO SEE MY DRESS! I was greeted by my consultant and we both jumped up and down in excitement over the dress and hugged. I walked into the dressing area and there it was on its hanger...veil and all. Now I do need to leave some details out so a certain someone doesn't know ANYTHING about the dress...but I hopped into my dress and as she was helping me in it...she was zipping it up...and then suddenly...I felt a little struggle...beads of sweat started to form...and then SHE GOT IT. Finally I could breathe....but wait...while I was holding my breath for so long...I...couldn't exhale it was so damn tight! It's okay...I can breathe through my nose? Anyway, when I walked out and got up on that pedestal...time seemed to stand still. Not to toot my own bridal horn or anything but I was thrilled with how my gorgeous gown looked on me. I couldn't breathe...but it looked gorgeous. Then came the talk of how they might "let it out" a little so I'm more comfortable...BAHAHA if I could draw in enough air to laugh I would have. Not going to happen. You don't alter Enzoani, you alter yourself. My deadline to lose an inch or two is in January....yes...right after the holidays where the average American gains 6-10lbs. The odds are already stacked against me...

             

Saying Yes To The Dress

So after watching so many other brides-to-be say yes to the dress on TLC's famed wedding show, I said yes to MY dress!! After trying on several potential dresses from mermaids to foofy cake topper dresses, I knew that I found THE one the moment the consultant helped me hop into the dress. Months earlier I thought I found the one but I was starting to question my decision and wanted to try on more gowns. My sister said that this was a clue that I didn't find the one yet. With this other appointment, I knew that THIS was the one. I didn't want to try on any other dress. This one was mine. Not to mention that there was a cry-fest when the consultant topped it off with a gorgeous veil. It was the one. I thought I would be able to hold it together while I was out showing my mom and sister for the first time but one look at my sister with her tear-filled eyes and it was all over.

The following week I brought my posse along so they could see me in it and so I could finally sign the contract and officially say yes to the dress. I couldn't get my bod into that dress fast enough. It felt like finally being reunited after enduring a long distance relationship. I of course can't divulge any specifics but the dress is just beyond gorgeous and is everything I wanted in a gown. It has the wow factor. The consultant pretty much had to drag me out of that dress when it was time to get out of it and get my measurements. By the time I got out of the dressing room, I was shocked to find that my grandmother stealthily helped pay for my dream dress along with my mom. I couldn't have asked for more....especially since only one accessory to the dress was more than a car payment. I was speechless and I was so happy that the ladies that will be standing beside me as I say my vows were there to witness it all (sans my cousin who couldn't make it.)

After everything was in place and I ordered the dress in my size, we were all ready to head out to celebrate with some yummy food at Mimi's Cafe (thank God because this one right here was fasting prior to the dress appointment). My bff in pink there even surprised me with this gorgeous scrapbook with empty pages to fill with my pre-wedding events such as this one and photos from my future bridal parties. Speaking of which, I also found a beautiful bridal party dress from Gilt.com. For those of you who have not had the pleasure of hearing about this amazing website, they host events for designer apparel, accessories, shoes, travel, home goods, etc. for a fraction of the price!

I got this beautiful Alio Ro sparkle crossover knit dress. You have to be quick about it though, some items sell out faster than you can take out your credit card!

It's a constant battle finding dresses that are long enough and don't make me look like I belong on a street corner because of my long legs. I can't wait to rock this dress! I'm also thinking about these other dresses featured on Gilt.com...

 

 

 

 

 

My inner shopaholic is screaming....with joy. :)