Mom, I look like the top of a wedding cake!
I think every little girl dreams of the day she gets married starting around the age 3. Its encouraged and though of as cute. This includes visions of big dresses, long trains, flowy veils, and lots and lots of tulle. I was no exception. I was into drawing around 12 and designed my own dress back then. It was quite elaborate with rhinestones, low cut backs, and pretty flowy fabric. But what it definitely was NOT was a big puffy tulle dress that would make me look like I 
belonged on the top of the wedding cake. This has never been my thing! Well, fast forward 11 or so years, time to find a dress. When we went shopping for it, I was just going to look and to get an idea of what I wanted. (which was NOT puffy)
Beforehand, I was snooping at all kinds of dresses on The Knot (which I’m addicted too and is possibly one of the best resources a bride can have!). I was especially drawn to a-lines, drop waists, and even short dresses. This Moonlight Tango dress totally had my eye, not quite garden wedding but man would it be cute as a leaving dress/reception. And just for your own sanity, I did not pick this dress. (I know quite a few people who might faint if I wore that to my wedding.) When we went to look, I tried on about 25 or more dresses. Toward the end we started grabbing anything that seemed to catch my interest. Two of the last dresses we chose ended up being the main contenders. One was very different, not traditional wedding at all, very vintagey, with sa sheer overlay, sheath-ish and sparkly; the other said wedding, pure white, strapless and fitted in all the right places, a little bit of detail with a pretty train. Well hence to say, I chose one of these dresses. Er, as cliché as it is, the dress chose me! One overwhelmed me by how it was so me; the other overwhelmed me about how surprisingly good it looked. I’m happy to report I do not look like a wedding cake topper! Its not tulley, its not a poufy, Its totally me! I WANNA SHOW EVERYONE!
We snatched it up and I made my mom take it home with her. WHY? You ask. Because I don’t trust myself not to tell/ show Matt. He’s my best friend. I tell him almost everything, I show him almost everything. So to have the dress in my possession and NOT be able to show him would be torture. Its been difficult enough for me not to tell him (and you) exactly what the dress looks like. I love it so much and love him so much that it is hard not to share joy! I ordered my veil, and keep wanting to show him that too! I can’t be trusted around myself. Course when your best friend is your future husband, its pretty hard to keep anything a surprise. Can I tell/show YOU what my dress looks like?
argh!
