Ah, how TV binds us together. My sister introduced me to, "Say Yes, to the Dress." Come to find out a few of my sister in laws also watch it, on both sides. Gotta love Netflix. That is not the embarrassing point of the post, the embarrassing point, is it makes me think about my wedding dress purchase.
First off, I thought I was spending a fortune on the dress, but boy in comparison, my mom bought both my sister and I's dresses for less than half of a cheap dress on the show.
Second, I was with my sister when she was trying on dresses, and it was fun, I'm glad I was there, I still remember, it was all quite fun. Her experience was much more like the show than mine. I didn't have a sales woman pick and pull dresses for me. But hers was super fun experience, but I'm not quite sure the story is best suited for my blog.
Once my mom came, I made her travel around the entire northern part of the state with me going to bridal stores. (Unfortunately I never went to Peg's on State Street in Orem, come on y'all remember the scary manacain in the sky). After traveling the whole state, I found the dress I first tried on in another store. It was the dress I wanted, so we went back to my college town and bought it, they gave us a slight discount. I loved it, and I still love it even if I sold it. When I watch the show, all the dresses I like have similar characteristics; I just love minimal ruching. I also loved the small amount lace on mine,
P.S. Nothing like being sick and having nothing to do other than nap, watch Pride and Prejudice and Say Yes to the Dress.