Dreaming About “The Dress”
My name is Steph, I’m newly engaged, and I’m obsessed with wedding planning. I’m sure this is nothing new. I’m not the first bride to abandon her work, housekeeping duties, laundry, automobile maintenance or exercise routine (OK, maybe not the exercise routine—gotta fit into that dress!) and spend all her time flipping through wedding blogs, photo galleries and countless magazines. So, here I am. My bridesmaids are, I’m sure, sick of hearing me gush about electric blue flowers, turquoise linens and mercury glass. They’re certain to hear more in the next year and a half, but this outlet should at least spread my craziness around a bit.
Every few days, I find something new to obsess about. Currently, it’s dahlias. This obsession sprouted from the purchase of my Dream Dress. Yes, it requires capitalization. This is THE dress, people! My credit cards are still cringing from the shock of that deposit, but it was—and will be—worth every penny.
There she is. The Amsale Blue Label “Dahlia” gown. I ripped out magazine pages and saved digital images every time I laid eyes on it, but I never thought it’d be mine. Amsale’s Blue Label is only sold in very select retailers, you see. And the whole line is outside the arbitrary price limit I set for myself. But I had to try to find it. When a local bridal salon posted an Amsale trunk show, I dared to hope that maybe—just maybe—The Dress would travel for special events. I walked into the salon with my heart in my chest, and there she was. Right in front of me—on another girl! Get out of my dress, girl. I shouldn’t have even tried it on. It just cost too much. But I had to. I had to. And once it was on, that was that. End of story.
So now, I’m eagerly awaiting (only six months to go!) the arrival of my custom-made Amsale Blue Label “Dahlia” gown. And since it’s more detailed, more unique, more incredible than any dress I thought I’d end up with, it’s changed everything. So now, the real planning begins. The planning begins around The Dress. Here goes!