Ofcourse, other things happened too, but this was the most unexpected happening.
I went wedding dress shopping with Ikaya and my mother last Friday and we stryed at Covers, the biggest bridal store in Utrecht. It also happened to be the place where my mother bought her weddingdress forty years ago.
As we enterenthe world of bright light, taupe carpet and an infinite amount of white dresses it felt like we entered another world. A universe where every bride too be is extensively congratulated, ushered into booth and applauded for coming out wearing a wedding dress.
My budget was 1500 and I brought pictured of dresses that I liked and of the venue. The lady that helped me quickly ruled out all dresses over 1500 which is essentially everything I liked on the internet and picked three assymetrial one shoulder gowns.
Gown number one was assymetrical, satin and had ruching that didn't quite work for me. However, it is true that weddingdresses are engineered to pull you in in all the right places. Maybe it was the light. But damn, I lookes good in that dress! This appeared to be a general trait in weddingdresses.
Gown 2 was an assymetrical one shoulder chiffon dress that madr me look like a greek goddeas. It qas divine. But it wasn't THE dress, id you know what I mean.
Gown 3 was a symmetrical chiffon gown, with pleads in all the right places. It needed a bit more as it felt like an evening gown instead of a bridal gown. We paired it with a beaded belt (actually a satin ribbon with a beaded applique). Better, but not quite it.
In the meantime we were eyeing the other customers who were also trying out gorgeous dresses, probably in a different price range. Each with an entourage of friends and mothers.
Gown 4 was something completely different, as I asked if I could try something with lace. The shop assistent eyed me up and down before telling me in a low voice that the lace dresses are more expensive and start at 2000. 'All of the dresses that you liked on the internet are out of your pricerange but zi'll try to find something'. She returned with a roaring twenties type of dress that was surprisingly pretty. It had a bit too much going on though.
Gown 5 was a satin halterstrap with a slight mermaid like flair at the knee and a tiny train. I stoos in front of the mirror wearing a veil and holding a silk flower bouquet and I felt myself choking up, being happy and sad at the same time. Happy because I really want to marry E. I have no doubt that we belong together. And sad because it is the end of an era, somehow I alluded growing up in the past 33 years and it appears that I am catching up with this step.
I believe in my wedding vows. I believe that we will want to be together in 30 years. I believe that this is really happening. And this magical creation of white satin was what I was going to wear.
Yeah, we took a lunchbreak but I already knew that this was what I wanted. I ended up happily paying 1530 euro for my dress, shoes, corset, veil and fitting of the dress. I can't show it to you guys though, as the dress stayed in the store and I will see it again two days before my wedding in august for the final fitting.