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Well, this post is my favorite because it was the most honest thing I could have written, and I hope it helped a lot of brides get over their fears of their size and keep searching for that dress—THE dress. I had hoped my misery would help others. Of course, now that it’s been three years, I do love it, but it’s still just a dress. It’s not something I wish I could wear again.

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I have a confession to make: I wasn’t too fond of my wedding dress. From day one I was hesitant to shop for the dress, not longing to see how I’d look in the sample that was made a few sizes smaller than I was. It was hard for me to picture how it would look on me later, when it actually zipped up. This is why I went shopping for just one day, possibly an hour (maybe less) with just my mom and I.

It could have been the cream puff I ate at Beard Papa’s beforehand, it could have just been pure hatred for having to wear a fancy dress that wouldn’t look as good on me as it would on someone smaller (all my own PERSONAL opinion), or it could have been all the people reminding me that I had to get my dress ASAP - could be any or all of these excuses that made me buy the first dress that looked okay.

I didn’t get the “this is the one!” feeling I had heard/read about.

I didn’t even get the “I could totally rock this dress” feeling. No, the feeling I got was, “this one’ll do”. As sad as it is, that’s really the ONE regret I have in wedding planning. I wish I had sucked it up and gone Shopping (with a capital S) for the real dress, the one that made me feel beautiful.

I feel beautiful in jeans, in other dresses, in sweatpants, but I managed to find a dress that made me not feel pretty. Due to my dislike for the dress, I dislike looking at the pictures. I get angry with myself for not looking around more. I have no one to blame but myself- there wasn’t a price I had to meet, or a certain look I wanted but couldn’t find. No excuse other than disrespect for myself that led me to not shop around. I was so afraid of how I’d be treated, or how I’d look as a plus size bride that I used it to scare me away from finding the right dress to complement me. While the dress I DID get was a beautiful dress, with amazing beading and details, that’s all I see now- a neato dress that I never want to wear again.

All you brides out there: learn from my mistake and enjoy shopping for your dress (and no matter how bad those mirrors are, you’re beautiful no matter what)!! I really wish I had.