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Lights up

A warm Sunday night in Queens, street traffic can be heard softly off stage. The sound of a ceiling fan clicks. ME lays in bed, tossing and shifting. CRAZY slowly moves from shadow into the light from the window…

Me: (whispering urgently and confusedly) Oh! … wow! Hi Crazy, I uh… I wasn’t expecting you to stop by tonight…

Crazy: Yeah, y’know… I was in the neighborhood. Heard you went dress shopping this weekend and you have to go to work in the morning, so I thought I’d stop by—see if you needed me.

Me: Huh. Well you know… that was thoughtful. I appreciate it, really. But now’s not a good ti-

Crazy: OOH it’s no trouble at all! I just thought you might want some more ideas for your bridesmaids. Didn’t want you to narrow it down too soon without y’know—weighing all the options. I’ll sit myself down right next to you so you can feel me breathing down your neck. So you know where I am. A’ight?

Me: Oooo… no. I guess… I’ll just have to get up and get you outta here then, really… (more to herself) it’s okay—it’s only 1:30, we’ll do a quick picture comparison… (to Crazy) Where did we save those pictures of my first favorite styles…? Should I look at J.Crew again?

ME and CRAZY exit up right, computer light pours in, keyboard clicking off stage. MR. THIMBLE slowly picks his head up.

Mr. T.: (low & mumbly) What are you doing?

Me: (offstage- clicking stops) …

… I… don’t know.

MR. THIMBLE climbs out of bed, exits up right, gentle mumbling can be heard off stage. MR. THIMBLE returns guiding ME back to bed.

End scene

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This scene reads like a fairly typical night when I’ve nearly made a wedding-related decision. It also reads a little like Paranormal Activity. The design team should focus on blueish light, and we should maybe never really see Crazy–she’s just a vague, formless silhouette….

Curious what it’s all about?

Some clear winners emerged from our very successful and positive first dress shopping experience! We were on a track to Jim Hjelm long gowns that come in chiffon, in any neckline each girl chooses, in the color Moss:

Some Jim Hjelms in chiffon- MD BM wore her pearls for the occasion. Moss.

This is a Bari Jay gown. We can get it in “Forest” green all one tone. We love the braid at the waist. We also love creative uses for binder clips.

{A Jackie-O-esque Alvina Valenta short dress, me scrutinizing BM Trines in an Alvina Valenta while wearing a no-go Bari Jay}

So then, why all the drama? We never tried on my original bridesmaids’ dress obsession, a dress I nearly ordered without the obligatory shopping trip with my girls:

Alvina Valenta #9929

On that fateful night recapped above, my crazy bride-self flashed pictures in my mind’s eye of this tissue taffeta shorty alongside my new wedding dress and I loved them all over again! The problem is, the green isn’t anything like moss or forest:

chartreuse… known to many as booger—or at least a very chancey color for most complexions.

So, there’s my version of our first dress shopping experience! We of course took time for coffee and conversation, and the girls stayed over for dinner and wine and brunch in the morning. Stay tuned to find out what dress we chose.

Does anyone else keeps themselves up at night with their own brand of bridal crazy, or is this just over-thinking Thimble’s specialty?