There were two things I never talked about while blogging: choosing our photographer and my dress shopping experience. That’s because both decisions were made almost two years before our wedding. I may have spent entirely too long picking out a pair of shoes, but when it came to my dress, there wasn’t a doubt in my mind.
For those interested she’s called Sydney by Modern Trousseau. It was one of the first dresses I tried on and it just felt like me. If it were appropriate, I’d wear it every chance I could. I’ve thought about shortening it and maybe even dying it, but I’m not quite ready for that just yet.
Getting dressed didn’t require an army. Every fitting I got in and out of it by myself, but on our wedding day we made it a bigger production just to make sure I had some iconic pictures of my own.
I just love how Erin caught my robe mid flight.
At my last fitting, my seamstress was concerned about me losing more weight in the weeks up to my wedding. I didn’t believe her at the time and actually thought my dress was a bit too tight throughout the chest and waist. Well there’s a reason she’s been doing this for over decade, the woman was right. Thankfully she installed two wide elastic bands on the inside of my dress that hooked together like a bra. Best.Idea.Ever.
Ladies, if you’re concerned about wearing a strapless dress and have a lot going on up top, I totally recommend the elastic. I’m past the DD range by a few letters and I never had to adjust my dress.
Oh and my veil, if it were appropriate to wear out in public on a regular basis I totally would. Just look at that lace-y goodness.
After fumbling over my earrings, I asked for a helping hand.
At this point I caught a glimpse of myself in the mirror and started to tear up again. Erin told me to look away and make a funny face since I hadn’t so far.
Sassy said it was a cop out and that she’d seen me do better. Definitely made me laugh and stopped the tears.
After my grandmother’s pearls and a silver sixpence under my shoe…
I put on my garters and flashed my something blue.
After a final shoe adjustment and a spritz of perfume,
I took one last look in the mirror,
before we piled into Sassy’s husband’s Jeep,
and made our way over to the farm.
*All photos by ee photography unless otherwise noted
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