Weddingbee Blog

“When are you getting married?” “How much are you spending?” “What does your dress look like?”

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All true samples of questions, awkward and not, I have received since becoming engaged.

I hesitate to answer each of them, for different reasons. Number two seems pretty obvious—Idunnoyou, why do you care what I’m droppin?—but number one I don’t tell acquaintances and strangers because who knows what they can learn on the internet once they have my name and wedding date… I’m fraud security safe, yo.

The third one should not alarm a bride to be. But this question leads to others: where’d you get it (Oregon), when’d you get it (January), who was there? And that’s where I hesitate because I’ve been on the receiving end of some pretty adverse reactions when I tell them who was with me when I chose my dress.

If your fiance helped you choose your gown, please stand up (please stand up).

I’m standing. I mean, I didn’t have a grand vision for my wedding day or for what I would look like before I got engaged. I didn’t know the difference between A-line or trumpet until I stepped into a bridal store. On top of this grand lack of vision, I’ve got itty bitty titties. No lie—I rock a 4.0! I had no idea what these grand white gowns would look like on my decidedly un-feminine shape. AND I suck at making decisions. For hell’s sake, it takes me ten minutes to choose my shampoo… I could only imagine how choosing a wedding dress would be.

So I brought my Mama Pencils, Papa Pencils… and Mr. Pencils along. These three were with me at my first dress outing, and my last. I trust their opinions implicitly and they don’t hesitate to tell me how they really feel. Their thoughts were the deciding factors in my choice of gown, and I ain’t got no shame in admitting that. I love that Mr. Pencils sucked in his breath when he saw me in THE dress. I love that Mama Pencils let it slip how beautiful it was—before gauging my reaction—when she saw THE dress. And I love that Daddy Pencils took just as many pictures of THE dress as he had the whole time, knowing full well that he would love whatever I chose.

While I love all these things, in an initial meeting with a photography company, Mr. Pencils and I explained how we’d be doing a first look because he had already seen the dress and these women’s faces fell.to.the.floor. Like I had destroyed their dreams of revealing the dress. Whatevs.

I have love for women who keep their gown a secret, but I’ve also got mad props for women like me who love that their fiance was there to help choose it.

Does your fiance know what your day-of attire will be? Did you know what you were looking for when you went dress shopping?