I have a dress

The selection of a wedding dress has caused me more stress and anxiety than it should. I was never a little girl that dreamed of her princess fairy tale wedding. I didn’t have this dress in mind. Hell, I never thought a man would ever want to marry a girl as opinionated and stubborn as me. Now look at me.

I’ve done battle with one dress on two occasions that I thought was the dress. Although, the more I looked at it and the more I tried it on, the more it just didn’t feel like the one. It’s a pretty, simple dress. Although, I want to stand out just a tad. I’ve always had to compete with my sister for attention and I want to be certain there is no doubt as to who your eyes should be on.

Rather than head to a bridal boutique, pay outrageous prices and have crazy women flocking all about, I ordered three dresses online and had my own mini party at home with Miss Pennsylvania. I was able to try them on in my own home with the hose and the shoes. We took pictures to share with my mom and Lil’ Mama. (Don’t worry – I really will send them.)

There were two dresses that were viable contenders and I wasn’t really certain as to which one it would be. Then during yoga on Saturday afternoon as I was in child’s pose with a clear mind, the dress just entered my thoughts. It was the one I had been leaning toward, but at that moment all doubts were gone. I tried it on one more time when I got home. Yep, that’s the dress.

For the first time, I tried on a dress that leaves me feeling all things a bride should feel…pretty, stunning, sexy, gorgeous... Well, you get the idea. The best part, I just need to maintain my current size. I think I can handle that.